I have to admit, when I walked through the double doors of Kent High, I was a bit timid. Honestly, wouldn't you be a nervous train wreck if you were lost, alone, and new? Yeah, thought so. I peeked down at my hand. 414 Okay, I looked around, focusing on the number of each and every number. Are you joking? Finding my locker is going to take me the whole freaking morning. 412, 413, 114...yes! 4 - freaking 15. I silently celebrated that I had finally found my own locker.All Rights Reserved