Senior Year: Choose Your Own Adventure

Chapter 3

You choose the "lazy" outfit. You walk down the stairs and try to avoid your mom as much as possible, not wanting to talk, but fail, "hey honey."

You sigh and reveal yourself, "hi," you mutter.

"Are you excited for your first day of your senior year?"

"Yeah, totally," you snort. "I am definitely excited to go to a new school with a bunch of people I don't even know. Oh, all on my senior year too. Definitely excited."

Before your mom can respond, you're out the door and in your car. You drive up to the school, located on one of the many California beaches, and take in the warm air. Not knowing what else to do, you walk to your first class and take a seat in the middle of the classroom. You sit quietly, twisting your fingers together, thinking about life. Suddenly, you feel a tap on your shoulder, you turn around and see a girl with a beany, "hey." She gets up and sits in the seat next to you, "shirts cool." You don't reply, "look, I can tell you don't want to be here, just like me."

If you choose to be friendly and talk to her, go to Chapter 6

If you choose to be quiet, go to Chapter 7