Senior year
"Ah, you're back," V says as I walk through the door. She's sitting at her desk, writing something.
"Yeah, that was my only class today, so I'm as free as a butterfly for the rest of the day," I beam, going to the bathroom to fix my hair.
"Lucky you, I still have 30 minutes before my next class and then right after that, I have another class to go to."
"V, it's not that bad. You don't have any classes after that for a couple days."
"I know, but I hate school."
"You're such a sad sack," I snort.
"Oh my God, Tara, you're so funny." She's so unamused. I hear a knock at the door and V gets up to get it.
"Hey V, is Tara here?"
"Yeah. Tara, Brian's here." Yay, Brian's here.
"Come in!" He walks in and hugs me.
"Hey, beautiful," he greets, ki
