Chloe’s POV
I assumed that I’d get redemption from my self sabotaging thoughts by the weekend, and it’d finally come around.
Unlike regular teenagers, I looked to volunteering and taking up extra curricular activities when I needed to clear my head. Luckily, there was an Easter hunt happening in school today and I’d decided that volunteering to keep the neighborhood kids in line would be a refreshing way to keep my mind off Kyle.
I arrived very early and got seated at the welcome table where I was expected to hand out tickets to every child whose name was on the list.
“Chloe,” the teacher in charge, Mr Lucas said amidst a sigh of relief when he spotted me manning the desk, “more volunteers are arriving soon, please wait here to receive them, I'll be inside.”
I nodded my compliance
