The questions continue with "yes,no,1,2,3 inc" while i zone put more and give into the hallucinations going on until i hear a faint noise of kids in the hall and my therapist's downing voice "your excused,remember what we talked about." I stood and walked out dragging my bag onto my shoulder and turning to the lunch room going for the cardboard-tasting pizza and paying.i huff and walk to the art room downstairs breathing in deeply at the smell of paint clay and teenager.i set thr food down and go for my phone and earbuds and turn on my music,after so going to the stock room to get charcoals and pastels for a new piece of work.i hum the music and think about skipping the rest of my classes and nod at the thought.this continues until thr bell rings and 7th graders start walking in and i pack up the things throwing out the now cold pizza untouched.i turn to my right and walk out the doors with no word to anyone but the noise in my ears from music.
