Two days at the hospital felt like a vacation for me. Thankfully Mr. Wayward didn’t have the nerve to visit as well as my mom not finding out about the incident. Because if she did I would be packing bags off this city. Though waking up to my six a.m alarm didn’t feel nostalgic at all. I dreaded everything from taking a shower, eating breakfast and travelling to school.
Though I had to focus my mind on the road unless I want another vacation at the hospital. When I parked at school Lind came by and linked arms with me again like nothing happened. Which is not surprising given her attitude.
I cleared my throat as we walk towards the corridor for our first class which is history.
“Did you visit him too?”
“Rob? Yes I did. He said he was sorry for the ruckus. Though I would be a hypocrite
