#Chapter13

Preslie was going on all morning about the ball since it was just in a week. I wasn't surprised to hear her yapping off about it but eventually I was tired and irritated of talking about how she wanted to curl her hair so I left.

In our school, on the third floor there was a room at the end of the hall that had these massive windows that went up to the roof and overlooked the whole entire football field, parking lot and even further. No students were allowed in there unless it was for a necessary reason but me being me, I somehow had a key. Not...