Seventy-Two: ReedIf everyone would have shut up and minded their own business, that would've been great. I was fine to drive the one point four miles down the road to my house, and everyone was acting like I was a belligerent asshole. And Rowyn of all people demanding that I do something had absolutely gotten under my skin. Like she could just drop a note on my desk, and poof, I would magically listen to her.
Fuck everyone. I just needed the bell to ring. I realized I had shredded the corner of my science sheet, and I forced my hands to be still. My eyes closed for a moment, and I willed them to just focus on the paper until I could get out of there. When the end of the day finally came, I almost knocked over the girl sitting next to me in my rush to leave. I mumbled some sort of apology
