Sam rolled over in his bed and stared at the wall in front of him.<span style="font-style: italic">"Time for school brat!"</span>Sam groaned and sat up in bed.<span style="font-style: italic">What am I going to do today?</span>He slid his legs over the side of his bed and got himself ready for school. By the time he was done, he was wearing a white t-shirt with blue jeans.<br/><br/>Sam sighed and headed down the stairs to the table where his mom was serving breakfast. "Hey, mom." he said with a sweet smile and sat down at the table. His expression went hard when he saw his father. The bandage on the side of his mother's face. Even if his father did help clean it up, he was the one who caused it in the first place. Sam hated that him and his mom had to be stuck in the same place as that man.