Emma's POV
Becky and I walked into homeroom and took a seat at the back as usual.
I looked around, and couldn't find Brendon anywhere. He was acting quite weird these past few days.
Usually,I wouldn't really listen to the teacher that 'teaches' us during the first half an hour in school until our actual classes,but today I did, I wanted to stay distracted from my thoughts, weirdly I would always read to keep me distracted but today, I didn't feel like it.
Which is extremely weird.
I looked up at the board in front of the class and I couldn't find the teacher, I looked at the teacher's desk and found Ms. Avery sitting with her face buried in her hands. She didn't look as if she was crying though, I'm guessing she had a bad day yesterday? Or today started out bad already?
Being a nice
