***JAKE'S POV***
I drove to school as I normally would have. I parked in the same spot that I usually got at this time in the morning on a Friday. I grabbed my backpack, which I had left in my car, out of the backseat. And then I walked toward the building. I grabbed a coffee, still feeling tired and foggy in the brain. I stopped by the student store and bought some snacks, just so that I would be able to munch on some of my favorites. I felt like I hadn't had them in a year or more. And then I went to class.
I was a studious scholar. And that meant that I did what I was supposed to when I was in class. I took notes. I paid attention. And I maintained my G.P.A., I had scholarships still, and needed to make sure that I didn't lose out on them.
