I was walking out of the Phillips castle-like house with a bag of what I had prepared when I received a text message from Gregory.
Where are you? You do know you don't graduate without going to classes.
It was just a couple of months, but it felt like I didn't know myself anymore. Just last summer, I was mapping out my senior year. The college I would like to go to and places that do not remind me of blood and blue eyes. But right now, I don't even know if I will graduate with my mates. Having absent attendance and missed assignments in my records doesn't sound suitable for someone who wants to escape. It could already be the deadline for applying, as far as I know.
I have designers, luxurious vehicles, help, and everything easy and fashionable life could offer, but I have grown to be
