It was the first day of the holidays.
5 days until I left for France.
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I woke up in bed.
I lay for a while, thinking.
How fast this year has passed.
How this school was so different from all previous years.
Baxton and Alec.
My luck.
I reluctantly got out of bed tip get ready for the day.
I slid down the banister and sprung to the kitchen, grabbing a quick and dry breakfast.
Checking the clock, 10am, I walked outside to the park.