The soft tune 'Midnight Rain' by Taylor Swift came from the radio. I mumbled the lyrics while Rex chipped in the few lines he knew.
Then the song ended. I was waiting for another, possibly another Taylor's song. But what I got was Rex's voice instead.
"It's your last year in high school, Kat. You should make the most of it."
"I plan on."
Honestly? I had no plans whatsoever. Because weeks ago, I was craving nothing but to graduate and leave the Pack. My silly thoughts rid me of the chance of creating a to-do list or a wish list. I wasn't sure how to make my last year as a high schooler extraordinary, or even memorable. I was still trying to figure it out.
"Have you chosen a major? Fancies or Normcies?" Rex asked. And then it hit me.
Fuck. How did I forget?!
In senior class, we p
