The door clicks as I turn around the key, now it is locked. I feel tired; last night was really wild because of Antonette. Well she did help me unpack and organize, however, she was so high in energy and I had no idea how I should keep up with her. It was so exhausting, oh I just wish that I would not bump into her today. Is she like that every day?
"Hi," I jump when a voice chirped in front of me. It is Deither, leaning against the metal barricade with folded arms over his chest. "How was your sleep?"
I elbowed him when I walked past him; Deither groaned in pain while I laugh. "What were you doing in front of my apartment though?"
He raised his eyebrows. "What does it look like? Obviously, I was waiting for you to come out so we can come to school together."
That made me stop from walking downstairs. "What?"
