Epilogue
"Dude! What are you waiting for? Ms. Miller was already waiting for you and she's damn mad!" John says, my closest friend. He's my classmate and he's nice to me.
"You can go first, I still had to do something," I looked at the locker beside me.
"What? Then, I'll come with you!"
"It's not that important, so you can go first."
I nodded at him and he didn't have a choice but leave first. I was waiting for the right time to do it and I won't be able to succeed if John's around.
I was in my 11th grade in senior high school and I have a lot of friends. They're all achievers like me but I was the favorite among them. I was the teacher's pet because my father was influential which I really hate... I wanted to be who I really am.. That they would like me not because of my background..
