I look up at the clock.
3:13
Just have to deal with two more minutes in this oh-so-lovely place. School. Or as I like to call it, hell.
I really can't stand this place I am so different from everyone else. How many other people want to-
*Ring*
Finally I get to leave for the weekend.
"How was your day," is the first thing I hear when I get home.
"Great mom," I say before walking to my room. I drop my books and head to the bathroom.
"Well I guess it just you and me." I pick up the razor.
"After all, you are the only one I have left."
