When I got to my apartment I was more pissed than I was the first time I came home. Just like before, I threw my bag at a random spot on the couch. But this time, instead of going to the kitchen to eat the pizza I had microwaved, I went straight to my bedroom. God knows I needed a good rest after all that happened today.
Entering my room, I didn't bother to remove my clothes, I just jump on the bed with my clothes still on. And with a particular person still lingering in my mind, I fell asleep almost immediately.
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The next day came too quickly. I prayed to God for it not to, but I guess he just wasn't listening.
As I drove myself to the campus, I knew what awaited me at school. And although I would have loved the idea of skipping school today, I had sadly already done that yesterday and I wasn't to kin of tarnishing my perfect attendance anymore than I already have.