Moving on, Aria moved into Chris’s house since his parents were practically non-existent.
She started to go to school, she started to do kinda okay but at the back of her mind, her anxiety is waiting for a vulnerable moment to annihilate her newfound composure.
She was sort of controlling her drinking and her drug usage. She completely stopped them cold turkey; it was hard not to spiral back. She was constantly in battle with herself.
One usual day,
She had English, god so much boredom. All the teachers sort of pitied her; she hated that. So, they didn’t sort of didn’t push her to the limit but her arch rivalry; English teacher aka torturer of hell aka boredom’s true form aka Mrs. Walker.
Aria was staring at the scenery outside the window. The class was practical sleeping. I am surp
