I've started at myself in the mirror for over fifteen minutes. I look good but I feel awkward. Wearing Light colors have never been my thing yet James suggests we should try it.
I huffed and adjusted my bag. It felt crazy to not wear a black hoodie and pull the hood over my head. I wore a white pique polo shirt and a pair of blue jeans. The Nike shoes on my feet looked too good and expensive to be mine.
I wasn't used to spending this much on clothes and shoes and it just makes me feel different.
I walked into the school hallway with lockers and everyone turned their head in my direction. This has to be the hardest thing in history.
I saw jaws drop while others touched the nearest person to them to turn their attention to me.
I would have looked if I wasn't me. Seeing Devin the fighte
