It was a perfect day the next day as I walked toward Gilead Academy. With me were other students of the institute who also chose to save money by walking.
And if I'm lucky, I've seen my childhood friend Dexter Woods while I was walking up the stairs to my first-period class.
"Good morning, Kris," Dexter says, smiling a bit. We continued walking upon catching up with one another.
"Good morning Dex!" I greeted back enthusiastically.
"Long time no see, I guess?"
"Yes! I haven't run into you that much for so long. About two weeks, I guess?" My forehead creased upon remembering that. "Anyway, where have you been lately?"
"I was just studying, like any normal kid here…" he said, like that should make sense to me now. But it didn't.
"The school is wide for the both of us. There will be days where we will not be seeing each other for so long because of our busy schedules," he added.
I looked at him, not really sure what to say.
