![]() Earlier, my dad sent me back to the dorm with Nathan, the creepy security guy, and some uniformed police officers to grab my stuff. I start up a group message with the guys when I hear a rock ping against my window. There are parts that look old-man gray instead of silver, like the style is more geriatric than anime-cool.Īnd, like, Eugene is an asshole, right? I feel sort of bad for hoping he's the dead guy, but also … maybe it's karmic justice? The mosaic plagiarism version of a hairstyle. It's about the same color as Spencer's, like he was trying to copy him and got close, but just didn't execute it as well. I flip open the top on my computer and scroll back through my conversations with Monica (add another layer of frosting to my depression cake, thank you very much social media). It should be saved in my messenger somewhere … I took this one pic of the school to send to Monica way back when, and Eugene just happened to pass by as I was doing it. My mood perks up a bit, and I scramble out of bed, looking for my laptop. I don't want it to be real.Īs I lay on my bed, I go through the whole scenario over and over again, what the person in the tree was wearing, the shape of his body, the color of his hair … There aren't a lot of guys at this school with silver-ash hair. There's no understanding that concept, no way of making it real. ![]() I try to make that sentence compute in my brain, but it refuses to accept it. I just want to get away from this stupid school and all of its bullshit. Surprisingly, the boys end up getting their way, and the cars that came for them go right back the way they came. I wonder what his parents are like, or if arguing with them is even an option.Īrguing with mine isn't, that's for damn sure. “Neither am I,” Ranger declares, but Church just crosses his arms over his chest, a slight frown on his face. “I'm not leaving if you're not,” Tobias repeats, and his brother grunts from his position on the landing. God forbid he admit that things are out of his control. Why should he? That would tarnish his perfect work record. He's too selfish to admit that something’s wrong here. Archie wants me here, on this campus of death.
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