Nineteen

The first day of our sophomore year, I stood in the parking lot by my truck before school started. Other students continued to pull into the parking lot, I was waiting so I could talk to Casey; I haven't talked to her since that night Amanda tried fighting her. I'm still trying to understand why she didn't fight back, Casey has always been a fighter. She was gone most of the summer, that's what my dad said anyways. Bentley will be one very soon; Amanda and I fight all the time, but my son is my world. He's the most amazing boy ever. I'm lucky to have him.