Creative writing #3
Today I have a piece of creative writing, and the piece
is one which involves conflict. So here it goes.
As Landon sat staring at the expulsion papers on his
kitchen table, the blankness of his mind almost drowned out his mothers’ sharp
words.
It was one week after the exam results and Landon had
gotten a glowing mark of (75 on his science exam. This had stunned not only
himself, but his peers and his dean and his family, as they all knew of his
reputation. Science was hard, his mark before the exam remained at 61% through
the whole year. He had studied hard hoping for something better but was still
not confident. It looked like things paid off. Landon found out when he was called into the dean’s
office that he had been caught cheating, someone had evidence against him and a
search ended in his result of 0% on the exam and a letter of expulsion from the
dean.
“Landon, you know you didn’t have a glowing record with
your dean, with the bad grades and skipping class. I really thought you had
turned it around.” His father said, cutting into his mothers rant. His
expression made him look 67 instead of 47, his sad eyes swimming with disappointment.
No one believed his side of the story that he didn’t cheat. His best friend
Mark had turned on him and his girlfriend, always the supportive one, had left
his side as well. He looked at his father trying to communicate by a glance,
his mother still talking. Her words flooded the room piercing his listening
ears. Down the halls his parents had hung his dismal and minimal achievements.
Now they seemed cheat and undeserved. He
moistened his lips, preparing to speak. “Mom,” her said cautiously, his mother
spinning around and glared at him. “I didn’t cheat, someone’s lying and it’s
not me.” With those words though his mother just laughed at him, grabbed her
keys off the hook and walked out of the house, started her car and drove out of
the driveway. It appeared she wouldn’t be back for a while and neither Landon or
his father having anything to say.