"fuck fuck fuck fuck" my mind was racing, I wasnt looking where I was going. I fell to the ground as I bumped into someone. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" I repeatedly mumbled and quickly grabbed my books and continued where I was going without seeing if the other person was alright. Little did Micheal know that his journal got switched up with Dexter; the other boy. And he would only get this back a week later when the school holiday was over.