Hayley had started off the day feeling blindly optimistic and she now felt like an i***t for thinking that her blind optimism would last. Of course it wouldn’t. Still, could she really blame herself? That Tuesday morning had actually started out pretty good. Hayley hadn’t run into her father the evening before or the morning after, he had come in late and slept in late so she only made him breakfast and set it out on the counter before grabbing something quick for herself and heading out the door.
She remembered entering homeroom with nothing but glee, the music thrumming in her ears as she sat down at her desk, early as always. Hayley had successfully managed to distract herself until Alisha came in and even then, she had actually been…happy to see her. Happy to be consumed by the cinna
