Eric
We were in my truck heading to meet with the Alpha to choose our school subjects. I looked over to where Cleo was seated in the passenger seat. She was staring straight ahead.
“So… school on Monday hey,” I said, still looking at her.
“Yeah. Fun,” she replied dead pan.
“Hey, we don’t know yet. It might be. Give it a chance huh,” I replied, trying to remain optimistic.
“Are you on drugs? Since when is school ever fun?” she asked, turning her head to look at me.
“Well… now that you mention it, I do recall quite a few fun days at school when I was about five or six,” I told her.
She started laughing and said, “You are such a dork, you do realise that, right?”
“Hey, I think we will be fine. School is nothing. Not really. Look how far we have already come,” I told her, wanting to re
