The Honor Roll Rebellion

Summary

My dad was a high school dropout with a rap sheet. My mom was a wild child with a temper. They had me when they were barely legal.

They didn't care much about my upbringing, until one day, they realized something was wrong. Very wrong.

Dad: "She’s in sixth grade and hasn't cut class once. Do you think she’s sick?"

Mom: "Look what I found under her bed! A Principal's Honor Roll certificate! It’s disgusting. What are we going to do?"

That day, they dragged me out of the house for a "corruption tour"—hair dye, tattoos, and internet cafes.