I sprinted to the school with my long slender legs. I had a body of a man in his forties, but had a mind of a child still.
Running through the streets, my nightgown flapping in the wind. I need to graduate.
I go to my house and put on my new athletic shorts, over top my greasy unwashed legs.
I didn't take a shower even tho I've been in a coma.
I swiftly grab my razor scooter, and glided towards Chemainus Secondary.
I enter the school, and am blessed with refreshing scent of hot dog water. The school hasn't changed one bit since I fell from my coma.
Mr pollock should be here, I should go visit him. I Sskkipped down the hall and interrupt mr pollocks class of him teaching, why you shouldn't put used condoms on top of garbage can lids.
"Let's fucking learn." I said aloud
"Shut up balding bitch." A grade 7 yelled
"Rowen go to the principals office" mr pollock said
I make my way to the office, but I'm interrupted by seeing a familiar face.
Rose petals fall from the ceiling, Careless whisper starts playing in the background.
It was him, the one I truly loved.
Dexter Lastnameington.
