“I will be keeping an eye out on you, so I think you better watch your P’s and Q’s girl. Do I make myself clear?” She quickly stated firmly, “Yes sir!”


The next day Celeste got up early enough to do all her chores.  She was ready in time for her bus.  As she waited for the bus to stop to pick her up, she got nervous knowing she was going to be chewed out by her teacher and principal for what happened to Jimmy.

When the bus finally stopped, she placed one foot at a time slowly onto the steps of the bus and sat in the front seat.  The minute the bus driver shut the doors she could hear everyone’s whispers about the incident at school.  The ride was unbearable to Celeste; but at least she had put her hair up into a pony tail so no one could see the bald spot Jimmy created.

She was ready to bounce off the walls with nervous energy when the bus pulled up to the school.  Embarking off the bus she headed straight inside the school’s building.  Usually she would play outside looking for bugs and cool insect before the bell rang and school was in session, but not today.  She headed for the principal’s office to get the situation over with like a responsible big girl.

She was quickly greeted by her angry teacher the minute she opened the office door.  “How dare you not stay after school Celeste! I want you to go and sit into the principal’s room before you decide to take off again.”  Miss Hodge escorted Celeste into his room and said before she closed the door.  “You should have told me your mother does not drive Celeste, then I would have understood why you couldn’t stay after school; nevertheless you knocked out Jimmy’s tooth so that is another story!  Do I make myself clear young lady?”  Celeste nodded her head yes and didn’t say a word except to look down upon the ground with guilt in her heart.  Miss Hodge closed the door knowing Celeste would not say a word.

Celeste sat in a chair shuffling her feet with anticipation, her stomach was feeling sick with fear. Time seemed to tick by slowly when the door finally opened up. Mr Hanna didn’t utter a word when he walked into his room, he quickly took note how guilty the little girl looked.  To Celeste, his boots click on the floor hard like an Elephant as he stomped around his desk to sit in his big chair.  She could feel he was ready to give her a tongue lashing when he sat down and stared at her for a few moments silently before speaking firmly to her.

Mr. Hanna cleared his deep throat, “I heard you disobeyed your teacher yesterday Celeste?” Celeste kept her eyes on the ground not answering his question.  “Also, I heard that you knocked out a boy’s tooth by tripping him in your classroom.”  Still she didn’t speak up to give him an answer, she sat silently with her hands in her lap. “I will not stand by and let you torment our students like this young lady.  I looked up your records and found that you are a good student when you apply yourself, but your out burst of meanness is unacceptable in my school.” He waited to receive an answer but none came.  “Since there is only two days left of school, I really can’t do anything about it.  Know this, I will kick you out of school if I have anymore trouble with you the next coming school year!  Bullying is not allowed in our school Celeste.”

Celeste began to mumble under her breath.  “Right…Mister, tell that to poopy head Jimmy and all of his Goonie’s.”  “Did you just call me a Goonie young lady?”  Celeste slowly lifted her head high to look at the principal.  Mr. Hanna was shocked to see the dangerous look the fourth grader gave him. In reality it scared him to see the dark side.  He wanted to blink his eyes when he could vividly see her angry eyes swirling with different colors of green and gold, and the power he felt from her essence began to fill the room to explosion.

As she sat for a few seconds staring at her principal, and daring him to say another word, thoughts began to explode inside her mind.  She showed no backing down when a voice inside her head said softly, “Control little one!”  She listened and took a deep breath, slowly releasing the air to get her crap together to speak.  She said with stern conviction in her voice, “No, sir sorry sir, I did not say that about you.”

Mr. Hanna was still stunned to silence regarding what he felt and saw with the little girl’s energy. He blinked himself to awareness when he saw her cast her eyes back down on the ground.  “I will be keeping an eye out on you, so I think you better watch your P’s and Q’s girl.  Do I make myself clear?”  She quickly stated firmly, “Yes sir!”  “Go back to class and behave now,” Mr. Hanna responded with haste.

Getting out of the chair of doom, she headed to her classroom that was already in session.  No words were uttered when she entered the class; unfortunately, she noticed all the snickers on her peer’s faces.  She immediately went to her desk and stayed quiet for the rest of the day. She was so happy to see Jimmy did not show up today, but she scowled at his friends before she sat down and started to pull out her English book.

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Celeste’s mother




Celeste got up and went to hug her mother before wanting to head back out to the barn to see her horse.  “Thank ya mama for the goodies and making me feel better. I am a good girl and I don’t want to hurt anyone, but I am getting tired of being picked on. Can I go back outside mama or do we have more to talk about?”  Celeste’s mother nodded her head in agreement and watched her little daughter walk out of the house.

As she sat at the dinning room table pondering how her daughter finds herself in all kinds of trouble, she softly stated to herself. “She is so much like my father and her Cherokee grandmother.  Maybe I should let her go live with my father.  They get along so well, perhaps he can reach her where I can not? God knows her father is never around enough to help me raise the tomboy. Besides, he is probably out fornicating with other women, which is nothing unusual.”

Celeste’s mother was a humble looking lass, with long curly brown hair, tall in height and slender in body frame.  It was her gorgeous large almond shaped hazel color eyes that made her pretty to look at. She was full blooded Scottish and took after her mother in looks. But she was not a sociable person and preferred to stay a lone in her own little world.

Both her parents were an odd couple.  Her father was a very tall man who stood over six feet tall and was robust in body.  He had green eyes and red hair, and was a superb huntsman.  On his spare time he adored working in his barn with different kinds of tractor motors, and love to do woodcarving.  He was born and raised in Ohio and had lived off the land all his life.

Her mother was a sickly woman.  Kind in soul and loving heart, she always gave unconditional christian love to anyone less fortunate.  She was small and round in body frame, with light brown hair and beautiful almond shape hazel eyes. She loved growing herbs and produce, and enjoyed storing the food for winter.  Due to her being a sickly person most of her life, she was seldom seen and had died at an early age. 

Celeste’s mother never learned to drive; because of being in a horrible auto accident with her teenage friends that scared her to death. The accident left her mentally unstable for the rest of her life.  One day, she was picked up by her girlfriends to go to the quarry.  The teenage girls tried to find relief from the hot humid Ohio weather, so they all piled into a car and went swimming for the day.

After being at the quarry all day swimming and playing in the sun, they all piled into the car to return home.  The driver behind the wheel simply fell asleep while all the other passengers were resting.  The next thing Celeste’s mom knew, she woke up in a daze from being thrown out of the car in some bushes.  As she picked herself up and got out of the bush she saw the burning auto and slowly started to walk over to the smoldering automobile with deep cut and scratches upon her face.

The emergency people and police who surrounded the vehicle were amazed to see the bashed up girl walk up to the auto in a daze.  They were astonished to see she was the only one who survived the deadly crash.  When Celeste’s mother saw her burnt friends it forever changed her mentally, causing her mother to faze in an out of forget fullness for the rest of her life.

Celeste’s mother was interrupted out of her thoughts when Mrs Sutherland the next door neighbor knocked on her door.  She got up and opened the door to the smiling elderly woman who had one of her delicious pound cakes. The elderly lady was the only woman Celeste’s mother would talk too, other than that she stayed to herself and very rarely was sociable.

“You must face the music of your actions and deal with them with your head lifted high; even if no one listens, at least you spoke your peace.”


“Why do I get myself in this kind of trouble every time I go to a new school?”  Celeste pondered on her question for a few moments when her thoughts triggered onto the students on the bus. She could hear every word spoken how she put the hurt on the school’s bully.  She sunk deeper in her bus seat trying not to be noticed.  The bus driver watched the little embarrassed Celeste slide down in her seat.  His heart went out to her, he knew she never bothered anyone. Always staying to herself and never causing a scene with anyone.  Yet he knew there was something different about her than all the other children when she first stepped onto his bus. “Okay, that’s enough chatter back there you bunch of birds.”  The bus driver bellowed out.

Celeste looked at her bus driver through the big mirror he used to keep an eye out of all the students who rode on the bus.  He winked at her and smile.  She stayed solemn and didn’t look at him again until he stopped the big bus in front of her driveway to let her out.

“Thank you,” she weakly stated to her bus driver and ran off the bus the minute the door opened up. She didn’t wait for a reply she high tailed it with speed straight for the barn.  As she by passed her home she threw her backpack on the ground and ran for the big milking barn that housed her only true friend.

Happy to see her friend waiting for her, she quickly ran to the white gelding horse and hugged him with all her might while she immediately began to pour out her achy heart to the equine. “I am in a heap of trouble boy.  Why do kids treat me like this?  Don’t they know Ghost I bleed and hurt just like them?”  The nine year old lifted her teary eyes to her friend’s muzzle and kissed the softness, and then quickly took a deep breath of his horse scent. “I’m a thinkin’ I’m going to get my butt whipped for this one boy; because, I really did a bad thing today to pissy butt Jimmy.”  Ghost nickered a response to the little girl and flipped his lip in the air making a funny noise.

“Silly boy, you sure do know how to make me smile and make all the bad things go away. I love ya’ Ghost.  Whatever will I ever do without ya’?”  Ghost curled his head and touched her body with his head when she hugged him deeply.  “I swear boy if I was a horse I would kick the shit out of them all and teach them some manners!”  

“Celeste!”  She heard her mother call out.  “Oh no Ghost hide me quick!”  Celeste’s was nervous and wide eyed when she spoke out to Ghost, the beast shook his mighty head no. “Damn horse, some friend you turned out to be!”  She couldn’t decide what to do, but knew she could not hide from her mother.  She had to deal with the consequences of her actions sooner or later, so why not now and get it over with.  “Wish me luck boy, cause I’m a thinkin’ mama is gonna use the belt on me this time!”  The horse didn’t say anything, Celeste threw him some hay to eat and walked out of the barn ready to deal with the situation like a big girl.

Celeste’s mother was standing with both hands on her hips, looking like a ferocious rooster ready to peck her eyes out, when her daughter came out of the barn.  As Celeste approached her mother with a guilty look upon her face, she placed her eyes on the ground until she was standing in front of her mom ready to listen to an ear full of I told you so’s.

Instead, her mother did not scold or yell at her. She enfolded her little daughter into her loving arms.  Celeste gladly needed and wanted the hug from her mother, but was surprised she didn’t yell at her. “Mama, I am sorry.  I didn’t mean to do those things in school.”  Her mother squeezed her tightly and said.  “Celeste it’s not like you to be cruel to other people.  I know you have a hard time going to many different school’s, and not to mention you are very different than most young kids.  But you were to stay after school today. Your teacher Miss Hodge called me on the phone and filled me in on what happened.” 

Celeste looked up at her mother while being hugged. “Mama I didn’t mean to do it, it happen by accident. Pissy ass Jimmy got what was coming to him, please believe me I didn’t mean to hurt him. I couldn’t stay after school either mama, how was I gonna get home if I stayed?  You don’t drive.  Anyways, I was so scared I got crazy thoughts in my head to run.  So I did!”  She hugged her mom tightly.  

“Celeste you must stop talking like that!  Your picking up your father’s nasty talk and it’s not lady like for you to speak in that kind of language. So curb your tongue little one or I will wash it out with soap.  You can not do things like this in school Celeste.  Come let’s go to the house and have some tea and cookies then we can talk about this drama together.”  

They both walked hand and hand towards the farm house.  Celeste quickly opened the door for her mother then she followed closing the door behind her.  “Sit here and I will get our goodies.” Celeste sat at the dinning room table waiting for her mother’s return.  She bowed her head at the table whispering words to herself about the situation she caused and how she was going to get out of it, when she heard her mother yell out.  

“What the heck?  Celeste you have a bald spot on top of your head!”  Celeste looked at her mother when she lightly placed the tray of tea and cookies on the table, and touched her bald spot with her hand. “That’s why mama I lost my head.  Jimmy put gum in my hair and then cut it when I couldn’t get it out.  All of a sudden mama I went cuckoo in the head and got madder than a hornet when he cut my hair.  The next thing I knew mom, I opened a can of whip ass on him.”

 “Celeste, I told you to mind your words young lady! Your teacher didn’t say anything about Jimmy cutting your hair.  She only told me that you bullied one of your peers today and did not stay after school.”  She softly poured her daughter some tea and added a few sugar cookies on her saucer.  Celeste picked up her cookie and began to nibble on it.  “I know you are not a mean spirited child daughter.  People can be so cruel at times. Sometimes it takes a bigger and better person to hold back their anger, and believe karma has it’s way of paying them back later in life. You know daughter you must learn to tell on the ones who are causing you pain, and stop taking all the blame for all that is happening. Why didn’t you tell Miss Hodge what really happened?”  

“I ain’t no snitch mama!  Why should I defend myself when other’s will believe what they want too?”  Her mother looked at her daughter sternly.  “Daughter it is important to tell your side of the story no matter what!”   Celeste didn’t answer her, she kept eating her cookie and then took a sip of tea.

“What does karma mean mama?”  Celeste finally replied.  “It means daughter, when someone’s bad energy forces them to do things that are not healthy, and by their actions they tend to have bad things happen to them later on in life.  It may not be now, but it is sure to creep up on them later in their life.  As for the good, when you do good things, good stuff comes back at you and rewards you with the splendors.  I think it’s call positive thinking and energy.  Do you understand?”  She softly asked her daughter.

“Yes mama I do, so maybe that is why Jimmy’s tooth was knocked out?  Serves the poopy head right doing bad things like that to people.  I promise I won’t ever be like that mama, okay!  So now that we got that out, I am not going back to that school again!”  Celeste said in determination.

“Daughter you know that is not possible.  You must face the music of your actions and deal with them with your head lifted high; even if no one listens, at least you spoke your peace.”  Celeste hung her head down and whispered to her mother. “Yes mam I understand.”  


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“See Mr. Snaggle Puss, pay back is a bitch who is deserving!”


Celeste turned the knob on the door to her classroom and became more embarrassed by the sneers from her peer’s.  She looked at the wall clock for the time and took note there was twenty minutes left before school was out of session.  Breathing a sign of relief she headed back to her seat.  Her skin crawled with humiliation, but she sucked it up and continued on-wards.  She locked her eyes on crappy head Jimmy daring him to say a word before she sat back down in her seat.

Jimmy laughed when he saw she was unable to get the gum out.  Celeste held her tongue and watched the hands on the clock move slowly to each number like molasses dripping from a tree. Minutes ticked by when she heard a snipping sound and chuckles.  She felt the back of her head with her hand when she thought she felt a bug crawling in her hair. The boys giggled with quiet laughter.  Again she felt her hairs standing on ends when she heard another snipping sound.  She slowly grazed her hand across the blob only for it to be caught in her palm. As she brought her hand to view the long locks that were cut with the gum attached.  Quickly she touched the bald spot on her head Jimmy had created, her heart dropped with sorrow.  She wanted to cry but held the tears from coming.

Rage started to brew in Celeste’s head, she looked at the clock again.  All reasoning flew out of her head suddenly, she had had enough crap from the bully.  She quickly turned around in her seat and with lightening speed poked both of his eyes like the Three Stooges did to each other with their fingers. The other boys were stunned to silence when they saw what she had done to Jimmy.

“Ouch! You stupid girl!”  Jimmy screamed out loud in class while covering his eyes with his hands. No one said a word until Miss Hodges came to Jimmy’s rescue in a defending matter.  “What in the world is a matter with you Celeste.  You know you are never to touch a person!  You are to keep your hands to yourself at all times. I want you to stay after class so we can talk about your behavior.”

Not saying a word to defend herself, she sat quietly in her chair with guilt.  She cast her eyes down upon the classroom floor and softly said, “Yes mam.”  When the bell rang, she stayed seated while Jimmy got up and pushed her head down to her desk. “Bam,” the loud sound of her forehead hitting the desk was heard.  Celeste having long legs and was taller than all the other fourth grade students, her long leg entered the isle that separated the desks, and by pure accident tripped Jimmy’s escape.

Jimmy fell down to his doom hitting his face on the hard floor; conjointly, knocking out one of his front teeth.  Celeste’s eyes flew open wide. Whoever was left in the classroom stopped in silence and in awe to watch Jimmy ball like a baby.  Miss Hodge immediately tried to sooth the bully with soft words while trying to help him to stand up.  Jimmy’s mouth was a bloody mess when Celeste noticed his front tooth was barely hanging on by a root.  She quickly dropped her eyes upon her desk staying absolutely quiet.

Jimmy began to ball gut to the teacher how Celeste was a bully.  Miss Hodge couldn’t believe that Celeste would be so mean.  She knew the little girl was a loner who never bothered anyone until now.  Without thinking she immediately placed the blame on Celeste and yelled out for her to go to the principal’s office while she quickly got some tissues to cover the bleeding mouth of Jimmy.

Celeste got up from her desk and quickly ran out of the classroom heading to the office.  Crazy thoughts filled her little head to run, so run she did straight to her waiting bus to take her home.  She flew out of the schools doors and ran for the safety of her bus.  When she got on the bus out of breath and with fright, she ease her body down into the front seat and stayed quiet, wishing he would shut the doors and go. Finally when the bus driver closed the doors did she breathe a sigh of relief.  Now the only thing that was going through her mind was she would be in a heap of trouble tomorrow when she returned to school; nevertheless, she smiled and mumbled to herself… “See Mr. Snaggle Puss, pay back is a bitch who is deserving!”

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Cartwheel heaven!~


After lunch, Celeste was minding her own business sitting behind her desk in school, when she felt an object hit the back of her head.  Her hand automatically reached for the spot while she listened to some of the boys chuckle.  With skill, her little fingers felt the gooey substance stuck in her hair. As she felt her face turn red from embarrassment, her blood began to boil with anger.

Little Celeste sat behind the class bully; she was sweet in nature, and was the only girl who didn’t complain when seated behind him.  She took his bullying without causing a scene most of the time; however, today was not a good day for Celeste to be bullied.

Poopy head Jimmy, was smaller in height than most usual nine year old’s.  He was a dwarf size person with little legs.  Chunky and round in body with dark brown short messy hair.  His beady blue eyes were accented by thick uni-brows connecting together. Celeste couldn’t decide at times what to look at upon the ugly little monster, be it his crooked teeth or his uni-brow. One thing was for sure, Jimmy knew how to back his bullying up with two good fists and a loud mouth.  

Celeste sat quietly trying to get the sticky stuff out of her hair.  She knew she was making it worse with fiddling with the gum. She blew out a deep breath and mumbled words under her breath how she would love to give him an ass whipping.

“What’s a matter half-breed?  Don’t like the gum I put into your rat’s nest?”  Celeste turned around in her seat and gave him a dangerous look.  For a few moments she just stared into Jimmy’s blues.  He got a little fidgety under her wild gaze; not blinking an eye, she quickly gave the other boys a nasty look who encouraged the scene of crime. Jimmy quickly recovered his nervous energy and blurted out.

“Turn around darkie!” Celeste’s eyes snapped back to the ugly boy and didn’t say a word. Jimmy could feel she was ready to explode when the teacher spoke out.  ” Celeste, turn around and stop talking to Jimmy.”  Celeste didn’t listen to her teacher, her focus was on how she was going to whip the tar out of this boy.  “Celeste I will ask you again to turn around in her seat. I will not have you disrupting the class with your chatter, so turn around now.”  Her teacher scolded her.

“Yeah, turn around crazy eyes,” Jimmy said to her with a smart ass grin.  Celeste turned around in her chair to face the teacher once more.  She couldn’t wait till school let out. There were two more days left before summer vacation.

Celeste tried one more time to get the gum out of her hair, while trying to listen to the teacher’s lecture on math problems. To no prevail, she decided to go to the restroom, and get it out. As she was getting up from her seat, Jimmy kicked her desk.  The desk hit her thigh hard making her lose balance.  She fell down between the school desks with a loud crash on the floor. 

Laughter roared throughout the classroom.  “Celeste are you okay?”  Her teacher questioned her with concern. “Yes mam’, sorry.  I must have tripped on my desk.  May I use the restroom Miss Hodge?”  Celeste then gave Jimmy a threatening look while picking herself off the floor. Miss Hodge replied with a yes.

Embarrassed while leaving her classroom, she quickly closed the door and headed for the bathroom.  Celeste loved the empty hallways, it allowed her good time to do a bunch of cartwheels.  When she arrived at her destination she tried to get the gum out again.

Only the gum was stuck in her hair even more after doing all those cartwheels.  Realizing she was not going to get it out, she shrugged her shoulders and then looked into the mirror with a grumpy face. “I ain’t gonna get it out so I might as well leave it till I get home.”  She stuck her tongue out at herself in the mirror and left the bathroom to do more cartwheels down the hallway and return to her classroom. 


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Bonita Chick-a-lita Celeste!


Today I am going to start a new story.  This story is about the younger years of Celeste and how she grew up. Hope you like it! 😉

As far as the little golden hair girl was concerned,life couldn't 
get any better at the age of nine years old; stretching her body 
from-the nights rest the tall,lanky little girl got up in the early
morning dawn. Every morning she had to help milk the cows, and feed 
the farm critters that were on the large farm she resided in Ohio. On 
the large farm they had pigs, chickens, mules, horses, goats, cats 
and dogs. She would feed and talk to all the animals like they were 
her best friends before she headed off to school.

Doing daily ranch chores taught her how to be tough, have 
responsibility, and discipline. Celeste was a different kind 
of child she was not your usual little girl. She loved learning 
about nature, herbs, and life. she very rarely watched TV, and 
hardly played with toys as most children would do. When her mother 
asked her to help outwith the house work, she would hide outside
till her mother forgot. 

Realizing that she was running late with her chores, she quickly 
completed them in a half ass fashion, and ran to the farm house to 
change her clothes for school. The bus will be here soon she thought,
if I don't get moving I'm going to be in trouble again. Before she
completed her thought, a pack of coon hound puppies pounded her with 
play.  She tried to kick them off her legs while she ran to the safety 
of the house. Each puppy trying to attack her pant legs to take her 
down to the ground. Giggling with delight, she tried not to let the 
pups make her fall on her face before she reached the farm house porch. 
Each pup found the fight with Celeste too fun to let go.  In the end 
they finally sent their friend to the ground, while her face barely 
missed the porch. The pups attacked with glee, ripping her pants,
pulling her hair out. Tugging and pulling the puppies tore her up.  
She tried to protect her face from the licks and bites with her arms, 
but was becoming futile attempts.

"Stop it.... haha...Stop".....Celeste giggled, but had enough of 
their rough play.  She growled like their canine mother in anger. 
It didn't faze the pups whatsoever; they were not going to be fooled 
into leaving their friend alone. Until, Celeste's mother came out of 
the house with a broom, shooing them away.

"Get...get's you dang pups!" Celeste's mother said with anger, while 
she shewed them away with her broom. "What is a matter with you, 
Celeste? Letting them hounds tare you up like that? I swear I'm 
going to get rid of them we have too many animals on this farm.  
I am getting sick, and tired of cleaning up after them!"  

"NO, they are my friends’ mama; don't get rid of them, please!" 
Celeste pleaded. "Darn it, Celeste, I can't keep mending 
your clothes all the time. And before you know it, you 
will have no clothes left to wear by summer, if these 
pups have anything to do with it!"

As Celeste stood up brushing her dirty pants off, while 
trying to move her wild hair off her face she declared, "Well 
then, I will make my own clothes, mama!" "Don't you snap back 
at me, girl? I am getting sick of this garbage." They both 
stood in defiance at each other, Celeste knew she lost the battle. 
She was taught never to disrespect her elders, so she took the
tongue lashing her mother gave her till both of them heard the 
school bus blow its horn.
"Now, look here young lady you have missed your bus again; because, 
of these damn dogs." "Oh…no worries mama, I can catch it when it comes 
back around." Celeste lightly stated. "You are not going to school 
looking like that. Did you get all your chores done?" She asked 
Celeste. "Yes, mama, I did."  "Well go get dress on the double, 
and you better hope to god you make it this time," her mother 
snapped. Celeste kicked herself into gear running into the house. 
Quickly changing her pants and shirt, she hustled down the stairs 
heading for the kitchen table to get her lunch. As she scurried 
out the door she kissed her mother goodbye, and then ran to catch 
the bus.  She was half way down the long driveway; when the bus drove 
pass her. Defeated, but not for long; she decided to walk to school. 

While walking a distance on the side of the road, a car beeped 
his horn behind her. Catching Celeste's attention, she recognized 
her friend, Dale.  He was an extra hand for her family’s farm. She 
stopped in her tracks, waited for the car to pull over. He rolled 
down the window, told her to get in the car with a smile.  She 
gladly accepted. "Well little one, why are you walking on the road?" 
He asked her. "I missed my bus again Dale. Them dang pups tore 
me up, and made me miss it!" "Well I see, they made a mess of your 
hair too. Here take this comb, try to fix it, while I take you to 
school this once. I don't want you to get into any more trouble 
with your mom,buckle up."
"Thanks Dale." Celeste said softly.
It didn't take Dale long to drop Celeste off at school. As she 
got out of the car she pleaded with Dale. "See you later, don't 
tell mama that you took me to school. I might get another yellin' 
from her okay?" "It would help if your mom knew how to drive 
Celeste, but no worries I won't tell." Shutting the car door 
Celeste heard the school bell ring for all students to enter 
the building. She ran like the wind to the entrance 
of the school arriving in her classroom just in time before the 
second and final bell rang.

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