The Love of One’s Mother

His head rang as the back of it was slammed against his locker. He glared at the backs of the laughing group of jocks as they walked away then slumped to the ground trying to drown out the ringing.

“Matt!” He turned as his two friends Steven and Jake ran up to him. They helped him up and Steven asked, “Dude, are you ok?”
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Yeah, I’ll be fine.” He assured them, “Not like this isn’t a usual thing.”

“Those stupid jock bastards think they own this place.” said Jake.

“They do.” He said, “No one gives a damn what they do, if the any of the teachers did something it just be more work for them.” He opened his locker and grabbed his backpack out of it then slammed it shut. “Anyway, one more year and we’re out of this hellhole for good.” He turned and headed towards the exit and shout back “I’ll see you guys on Monday!” Thank God the weekend was here, he didn’t think he could stand this place another second. He walked down the steps leading up to the high school then went over 2000 Dodge Neon sure it was kind of junky looking but she ran like a top. He got in, started her up, shifted to drive, then pulled out of the parking lot and headed for home. “Just a few more months, then it’ll be over.” He thought to himself then he smiled. He was 18 now had his own car and job and high school was almost over, things were finally looking up for him. He listened to his iPod as he drove then finally reached home and parked in the drive-way; he quickly got out and went inside. His mom would be at work, she was always working to provide for herself and him since his dad was some jerk boyfriend she’d slept with in college and ran out as soon as he learned she was pregnant. The least he could do for her was keeping the house clean and make sure a dinner was ready for her when she came home. He went into the kitchen then set a pot of water to boil, then stuck some noodles in and started to heat tomato sauce and put some spices in it. He went into the living room and watched TV while waiting for dinner to cook. His mom walked in as dinner finished cooking, she seemed cheerier than usual.

“Hey honey” She said as she flashed him a sweet smile and he couldn’t help but smile a bit himself, “I’m going to get cleaned up before dinner ok?”

“Sure thing mom.” He answered back as he went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.