I go to school on Monday, and it sucks. I sneak in at the last minute and nobody is in my class. I forgot it's college week. This whole week is going to be boring.
My entire grade isn't gone. There are about 15 of us left in the building. A few said their parents wouldn't sign the forms or couldn't pay for the plane tickets. Others said they're not going to college.
It doesn't matter though. It is boring as hell. It's like 8 study halls a day. Divided only by lunch with nobody I ever sit with in the building.
Thursday, I go to my garden after school. I spend 4 hours collecting stuff just to have something to do. I miss everyone. And they must all be busy, even the group chat is dead.
I think about Everett and get sad. He obviously didn't care to try to fix things between us. Our rela
