It's my first day back to school after the incident. I feel like I have a 50 pound weight on my back and just depressed. I don't smile anymore because I don't see the point.
At lunch I just sit there and don't eat. After 15 minutes, Zoe says something to me, "Look Sydney, I know you're mad and frustrated and all you want is Ashton back. Well the reality of it is he's not coming back! He's gone for good. But life keeps going, the earth keeps spinning, and just because you stop doesn't mean the whole universe is gonna stop with you. So you can either keep moving and move on with your life or get left behind." Everyone near us stops and stares at Zoe while I glare at her and move to the other end of the table.
I thought she cared about me and what I was going through.
