I was terrified, as I stared out at the large imposing building. I turned away from it dropping my eyes to my lap. I clung to the silver chain with a poppy pendant, a necklace that had once belonged to my mother. It was all I had left of her. It was all I had. I really didn't want to stay here. I wished that Harrod would turn the car around and take me back home.
I wanted to go home.
"Master Marcus, it's time to get out," Harrod said, right before he swung open his door. We'd been parked in front of Asbury Academy for a ten minutes as I refused to leave the car.
Harrod came to my door and he opened it for me. "I know you're scared, but this will be good for you. You'll be surrounded by children your age," he said, trying and failing to convince this was a good ide.
