Tommy
Summer is now over and I am standing in front of the school, yet again, but this time a Junior. Leaning against the wall I stare at the sea of classmates wondering if Riley will ever show up. Annoyingly enough, both Jake and I wound up going to her house when we got back from camp. Our first thoughts were to check on her. However, when we got there, and after throwing insults as to why one another wasn't supposed to be there, we both knocked on the door to have a sullen looking Mr. Scott answer it.
We both knew exactly what to take from the scene before us. This was the fallout he was going through from his massive f!ck up with Riley's mom and Riley. Looking depressed, forlorn, and simply out of his element, Jake decided to ask the question we have been wanting to since arriving.
