Tuesday 8th of November, 2016
Cannes, France
Richelle Smith
I sit down on a bench on the little balcony outside my hotel room. Noah left with the others so I'll be alone for the rest of the day. I'm not sure when they'll come back, but the later the better.
I pull my knees up and grab my phone out of my pocket. There's nothing I would rather do than run away from all my problems, but I can't, I have to face them.
I haven't looked if I got any mails from school not thinking they would be important, but I think it's time to see if I missed something important.
When I open my mail I instantly see I've multiple mails from school, so I just start with the one I got first. In a casual mail from my English teacher, something about presentations we had.
The next mail I open is one with i
