Oh shit. This is the guy from my school. The assassin. Shit fuck shit fuck shit.
"I'm fine."
I say trying to get by, but failing miserably.
"Excuse me sir."
"Sir? I'm only a couple years older than you."
Come on I just wanna go home. Why does life suck.
"There you are."
I look up and see him. My father.
"Hi..dad.."
The dark haired man begins to walk away.
Fantastic.
"Were you just crying?"
"Uhh.."
"Be a man about it."
He said with a serious face.
Well sorry dad that I wasn't born with a pee pee.
My father told me to go fix up my face in the wash room. I've been hiding in here since.
Damn it I just wanted to go home.
Maybe if I make a run for it.
So that's what I did I bolted to the door and hit something. Of course I fell down and when I looked up-
"Shit"