-Jesse

The dance, what was I kidding? The principal of our school just made an annoucement. Anyone who wanted to turn up for the dance had to pay a fee of twenty bucks (jeez, that was a lot of money for me) and it was being rescheduled to the 29th of July, of all the stupid things. It was the night before my birthday.

The night where it all ends. I already had two panic attacks but Petra had helped me. I couldnt thank her enough but seriously, I scribbled an answer in my test and remembered the small test back in grade school.

How Olivia and Axel and I had to spell a bunch of christmas ornaments (I could not spell 'baubles'), but come on, I had enough on my plate.

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