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FRIDAY, THE ONE day I was actually looking forward to all week. Thursday was such a bore, the classes were long and I didn't have anything to do except homework. Well, that and getting harassed by both Will and Asher. They were both trying their best to convince me to go to Rhett's party tonight. After my Wednesday tutor with Alissa, for some unknown reason, I didn't know why, but I actually wanted to teach her more. There was this satisfaction when you were able to teach someone and they actually got it. They actually understood what you were trying to say or point out. Whatever it was, I was glad I signed up for this study buddy that I originally thought was stupid. Well, it was still sort of stupid.

However, it didn't change the fact that my schedule have taken a big turn. Which reminded me, I have to talk to both Cynthia and Alissa about the study buddy schedule. I couldn't possibly meet them more than once a week. I would probably die out of exhaustion. I was thinking of trying to get them to agree that I should tutor them together and every other week only.

At the last minute, I finally agreed to go to Rhett's last party tonight. He was throwing it again at his house and it was the last because his parents were finally going to go home from their business trip–who were completely unaware of the parties.

I still didn't agree on the idea of parties and I still don't know how the fuck Will and Asher managed to convince me, but it wasn't like I had better things to do today. I mean, it was Friday. Plus, I really needed to left some steam off. The stress that had been building up since Monday was eating me away and I think a party was just what I needed. Will and Asher noticed my good mood during lunch.

"Well, someone's happy? Are you excited for the party?" Asher asked, opening the wrapper of the sandwich he just bought at the cafeteria.

Unlike most schools, Lakeside, along with only a handful of other private schools around the area have a wide range of food in the cafeteria. I didn't pay much attention to it until I had to attend a summer program that took place in a public school. Their food was, I don't know how to put it lightly, depressing.

"Hell no, I'm just fucking glad that it's Friday," I replied, grinning at the thought of finally being able to not think about anything school related later.

"Admit it, you're also excited for the party!" Will said, lightly jabbing me in my left arm using his elbow.

"Whatever floats your boat," I said as I rolled my eyes.

I couldn't deny the fact that I could really use a drink. This week has really taken the most toll on me. I began digging on my pesto pasta while Asher was ranting about his dad again. I know for a fact that his relationship with his dad is a bit rocky, to say the least.

From what I knew, most of it was concerned about grades and badminton. Just like me, Asher was also in the badminton varsity. But, I just play for fun and for a good college application. I treated it more of a hobby. However, Asher's dad used to play badminton even more competitively and when he saw his son had potential, he was pushing him to his limits ever since. His dad was part of the National team until he injured himself and gotten an ACL.

"I mean, like what the fuck? You take my laptop for a week and now my car? His punishments are like for a toddler," Asher continued to rant, running his hand through his dark hair out of frustration.

"Did he give your laptop back yet?" I asked.

"Fuck no!" he cursed.

I nod sympathetically and patted his back. I felt so sorry for Asher. Immediately, I felt more grateful towards my parents. I can't imagine having my parents force me into something I didn't enjoy or like.