PHASE 3: Back to school

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I sat in the dining waiting for Mr Johnson to serve my sandwich and fruit juice. I took a selfie in my school uniform.

"#backtoschool #fiveweekscountdown #DHS." I admired my picture before using it as my dp. Just almost immediately, Fiona updated hers.

I really admired how beautiful she looked in both the school uniform and her customized dance uniform

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I really admired how beautiful she looked in both the school uniform and her customized dance uniform

But staring at her pics and mine, I came to an instant conclusion to restore my previous dp back. It wasn't jealousy, it's just...

My hair was not made just parked up. I wasn't in the mood for make up, I realized I had lost weight and my face wasn't really it.

It brought back thoughts of mum

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It brought back thoughts of mum. I just couldn't stay a minute without anything reminding me of her.

I took a bite of the sandwich Mr Johnson just served. "You look worried?" He asked nicely as he joined me at the table.

I ignored his question. I'm not breaking down on a Monday morning.

"Do you like the sandwich? I added raspberry jam." He was trying to brighten my mood but he made it worse. Those were mum's favorite.

"It's nice. The egg is also tasty." But tbh, my tongue wasn't functioning at that moment. It was just blank.

The deafening horn from the Porsche truck outside signalled it was time to go. Seth, Harper and Pedro had been waiting since 7am . I glanced at my watch.

7:15...

Daysman high starts by 7:30 am. The drive to school was 15 minutes. They always loved doing that. We never wanted to be late. We weren't early birds either.

"Gotta go!" I gave a salute to Mr Johnson as I put the rest of the sandwich in a Ziploc bag and tossed the plate into the dish washer.

I shoved my phone into my black back pack and headed out.

Seth walked out of the car like a gentleman and opened the car door for me. It was the first time we were using our Porsche truck.  "Thanks mate." I chuckled slightly as he helped me in.

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