Becca
With James being gone, I had to keep myself preoccupied, which meant diving into my studies and pretending to be the A plus student I had always been.
While the other seniors were enjoying spending time with their loved ones and friends, I hid away in the library when needed and then rushed through the halls to my next class, learning as much as I could before heading home.
There wasn’t much I honestly wanted to do. The one person who I wanted to spend my time with wasn’t here, and as much as I missed him, I understood the importance of making sure business was taken care of.
Walking from one of my math classes and heading towards the library, I ended up bumping into a familiar face in the hallway I hadn’t seen in almost two years.
“Becca?” Tyson asked as he looked down at me with a large grin across his face. His dark, shaggy hair hanging just below his eyes before he quickly whipped his head to the side, moving his hair from his eyes.
