A MONTH LATER.
Soon school started. The school year was not what I was expecting, however I was ready. It was a welcome distraction from the real world. I stood on the bus stop on the first day in a red plaid skirt and a white baby tee. On my feet I had the fresh to death, red and white shell toe Adidas. My hair was down, flat ironed, it brushed my shoulders. So I wasn't worried about anything. I knew everyone where I was going. Even though my boyfriend, nor my boys went to the same school as me, my rep was solid.