I hear the bell ring signaling the end of school and the beginning of Spring break. Ugh i can't even stay late today. All the teachers leave early. Fuckkkk i gotta go home early now. I take my time walking to the orchestra room. I get there noticing I'm one of the last people to get my instrument. Most of the lockers are empty. I walk over to mine and get it out. Someone taps me on the back. I jump and smile,(fake) hey what's up? They start talking about how wonderful amd amazing and how grateful they are for having spring break. I smile and listen. But in my mind I'm freaking out. Spending 1 week at home. HOME. The one place i don't wanna go. The reason why i stay after school till and hour or 2 after school has ended. Just to avoid home. And now i have to stay there for a week.... I'm regretting this so much.
Until next time...that is if theres is one
