But maybe once the whole war was over, I could come back and complete my final year of high school and apply to a different school, seeing as I doubt The Academy of Arts would accept me after dropping out of school then re-enrolling. Though, definitely, the new school wouldn't be as great as the one up in New York, I'd still have the opportunity to at least experience college.
Then again, there was always a chance I might not come back.
And I really need to stop over thinking so much.
In order to get my mind off from current dilemma with school, I decide to distract myself by focusing on other things. Though when my thoughts suddenly shift, they land on a rather uncomfortable subject. And can you guess what subject that is? That's right, Adam.