The next day, I woke up from just a couple of hours of sleep, managing to find my way to school.
As I walked through the side door to the senior’s locker area, I got bear hugged off the ground from behind by my best friend John.
“Hey fucker, I heard Lydia’s back in town! You're going to pick up where things left off?”
“I think we’re going to try and see how things go,” I laughed, as he carried me over and threw me on the couch.
“What’s your schedule like, dude? Do we have any classes together?”
“Probably just music,” I replied, “unless you decide to stop taking science, or I have decided to start taking them.
“Well, engineering is going to be a b***h to get into, so I’m in if a course has AP available, I’m in it.”
“Have fun, man,” I responded. “I still don’t know why you want to be
