ROSIE

MY morning lessons flew by at college, and i was immune to any whispers or sneers coming my way. I didn’t give a shit about any of them, and I didn’t really give a shit about my classes today, either. I barely touched my notebooks or looked at my previous study notes, focusing purely on the textbooks in front of me and my little spiral bound jotter, flying high on the excitement of what was to come. I had a friend again. A real one, not a fake one.

I met Lola in the library at lunchtime, and I didn’t even bother taking my novel out, just as she...