I made it to the school by my usual time and headed straight for my locker.
And as usual, the hallway was filled with students. Everything felt the same but there was the loneliness that I felt. Lavinia wasn't here. It had been eating me inside out with many questions. Questions like: had I done the right thing losing my temper at that moment? Had I overreacted? Should I have talked to her calmly and sensibly? Did she miss me like I missed her? Did she regret her actions? Did she finally understand that Christine and her clones, in other words pitbulls had been using her to get to me? Will she come back to me and ask for forgiveness? After all, we have been friends for many years. Surely, she wouldn't forget about me, right?
As if being called, the giggling and chattering echoed through
