I leaned against the door, banging my head on it softly.

“What now, Rosie?”

I couldn't keep drifting away like this.

(Forget about going to E.A. You're going to repeat the semester, Rosie.)

“Jesus Christ.” I pushed away from the door, pacing my bedroom.

“Okay…” I nodded, reaching for my school bag.

“I just have to lock in, right?” 

I opened it, pulling out my notebooks and loose sheets of paper.

“Easy peasy.” 

…….

I groaned, flinging the book to the wall.

(What happened to easy peasy, dumbass.)

“Shut up.” I murmured.

I'd been at it for over an hour and yet, nothing.

It just felt like the words kept...