A Time to De-Stress

'I shouldn't have eaten out!' I said to myself. I am sure that if Dad finds out I missed the roll call, he will certainly kick the hell out of me.

It is my fault, entirely my fault but Vaughn insists he should have arrived sooner at Mason's house. Well, it's okay, I shouldn't worry that much. Who knows, I may be able to make my way out of this by explaining the situation to our seniors. Right!

The cold breeze of the night's air brushed against my bare arms. The road is filled with vehicles and passengers wanting to get home after a long day. Most lights of the buildings we passed are off because it is already eight-thirty in the evening and employees are already on their way home.

"You okay?!" Vaughn had to shout to ask me because I can barely hear him due to the noises of the other vehicles.