Chapter Eight - 10:09
Lunch.
I remember last week. The week the secret was out.
I can still see the posters on the walls. I can still hear the laughing from the halls.
People pushed pasted me as they went to the cafeteria. At the end of the hall, at the doors of the cafeteria I could see them, waiting for me.
Jake, Mitchell, and Orlando.
They hated me. They hated different.
I couldn’t breathe. I went to the closest bathroom.
Panic attack at 10:10 in the morning.
