After school I headed home and changed into some good clothes that didn’t smell like soya sauce, I know! Marshall was eating rolls in the backseat of my car. I was hoping I’d directly head at Tim’s place from school so that we’d get more time to spend but that didn’t happen because of Marshall. He was literally harassing me to take him to a chinese place after school, I told that moron that I had to go to meet a friend but he wouldn’t listen, at all.
So here I was, rummaging through my wardrobe to see if I could find something that was appropriate enough to wear, I pulled out a blue ripped jeans and an oversized orange sweater from my closet. I quickly put on clothes and texted dad that I was going out, just in case he decided to come home and didn’t find me. I also texted Tim letting hi
