The day was sultry, feeling the heat beating down on my arms and legs I attempted to quickly get back to school, I suddenly wished I accepted my fathers offer to drop me off, but seeing the faint outline of Baxter High I quickened my pace, trying to hurry up the steps without falling like the last two times this has happened, Taking a deep breathe I entered the gate that made my school look and feel more like the prison I knew it to be.
Taking larger steps to make my fast walk seem more like a run I sped down the halls and marched straight into the counselors office, breathing heavily as my presence demanded the attention of Mr. Blatovie and the student that he was currently working with. They both eyed me warily, confused as to why I just burst into the room without knocking, but the anger that was slowly bubbling up inside me led me not to care what they though for the time being, So I yelled at the student to get out.
