The hallway in the school seemed darker than before, or maybe it was just my mood.
My parents walked in silence ahead of me, their backs straight, their footsteps deliberate.
After what I had heard them say to me, all I could do was to keep quiet and just follow from behind and keep whatever thoughts I had to myself.
Despite myself, my mind was churning with everything that had just unfolded and a huge part of me seriously wanted to scream.
The moment we stepped outside, my mom turned on me, her voice cutting through the quiet like a blade.
"When we get home, Kristen, we're going to have a long talk about your behavior,” she said, her words laced with disappointment.
“I don’t want to talk,” I muttered, shoving my hands into my jacket pockets.
My parents looked at me, their f
