Senior year, the very last year of high school. Dahlia is determined to make it her best year yet! Nothing but positivity, good memories, and lots of fun!
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Doesn't sound realistic but we'll see.
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Monday, August 27th
{Dahlia's POV} ••••••••••••••••••
I know I look stupid right now. My mouth keeps falling open, my eyes keep fluttering shut, my body keeps jilting as I try to keep sitting up straight instead of slumping over. I'm trying so hard to stay awake, but it's nearly impossible.
Mrs. Baker has us doing some stupid ass worksheet that I honestly remember doing last year. She's turned the lights off for whatever reason which, yeah, is relaxing but since she insists on screaming at anyone who even looks like they're falling asleep, it probably wasn't a great idea to have us sitting in the dark.
It's silent as fuck in here because she insisted on screaming at anyone who dared to utter a word and nobody felt like dealing with that today.
Twenty minutes left in class. That's it. Just stay awake for twenty more minutes and then you can pass out on the bus.
