Sireen’s POV

When I look forward to something that is away from me, time crawls painfully, but at times when I don’t want to interact with anybody, the hours sprint past me before I can even gather my thoughts. Monday comes by too fast for my liking, and I’m reminded that I have no choice but to face Trevor after the disaster that was yesterday’s lunch.

I think about waiting till I’m sure that the hallway would be free to an extent and classes would be in swing, but I don’t think it’ll be worth getting in trouble for. Besides, my first class was with Mr. Abel, and it was...