RIVER
I am on the bus going back home after a long day of running to attend classes. I had still not familiarised myself with the terrain of the school, so when I had to go to another building for lectures, I was quite lost. I think back to the day and the conversation I had with Lana and Elise about Arlin and his antics.
"I was almost too sure that he was a good boy," Lana said as she popped a roll of bread into her mouth and began chewing. "He was giving off some kind of good vibe; I guess I was wrong," she added once she had swallowed her mouthful of food.
"Huh! I would have sworn that he was a gentleman; how could he think to act that way?" Elise carried on. They had both wanted to crucify me because, apparently, Arlin had gone ahead to try and smear my name. He told Elise that I h
