I went to the last class meeting.
"Oh no, Vera! You're switching majors tomorrow, and just thinking that this is our last time in the same classroom makes me so sad," Tara whined, leaning on my shoulder like a child.
I gave her a playful tap on the head.
"I'm just switching majors, not moving out of the dorm."
Tara perked up again.
The meeting went by quickly, mostly just formalities.
When the PowerPoint presentation paused at the end, the class monitor stood up.
"Tomorrow, Vera is switching majors and leaving our class. If anyone's got something to say, now's the time, 'cause we won't be seeing her around much anymore."
"What's there to say? She's gloomy all the time. If she's leaving, let her go."
"Exactly, if it weren't for her hanging out with Morris, I wouldn't even know who
