Finally, I drag myself off the floor and change to go to class. I am a zombie. Most of the people at school think it is because of the kidnapping. It is amazing how quick the story got around the school. No one really knows it is because I just screwed up the best thing that has happened it me. The day drags on and finally my last class is over.
I am walking through the hallways heading towards the front door. Brad jogs up to me in the hallway and wraps me in a bear hug. I am surprised after yesterday challenge; I would think he would never want to speak to me again. He pulls back and surveys my face.
“What’s wrong?” He asks.
“Nothing, why?”
“You look like your puppy just died.”
I shake my head and try to change the subject. “I am surprise you are speaking to me after yesterday.”
