HARLEY
I shut my locker and turned around with a blank expression on my face.
After three days of skipping school plus the weekends. I had to go to school today because I might just miss more work from school.
I never knew Asher leaving would hurt me this much. Right now I'm probably walking like a zombie. The bell rings and I start my slow walk to first class which is Math.
As usual I get pushed around, left to right in the crowded hall but I didn't care less. I just kept walking to the direction of my first class.
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Break arrives and I slowly walk my way to the cafeteria. Everywhere I go, Asher keeps popping up in my memory. I couldn't even focus in class. What was the use of coming to school when I can't even focus. I feel so heartbroken.
This actually hurts more than when I ne
