Too busy todayMature

Monday mornings. My own personal hell. All I could see from this point was the long week that stretched out in front of me. The only glimmer of hope was the weekend in the far distance. But even that was a hazy blur. Weekends only seemed to bring me new confusion and guilt and frustration. But it was better than school.

I was running late, but to be honest, my teacher didn't care so I was in no hurry. I phoned Alice from the corner shop I always stopped in on the way to school.

"Hey Alice," I said, "Listen, I'm going to be late, I'm only just in the shop now, so you don't have to wait."

"You sure?" she asked, "I don't mind waiting really."

"Thanks," I said, to both her, and the guy who served me at the till. I was trying to put my change into my purse and hold my drink, chocolate and phone, but as I turned around I bumped into the person behind me and my chocolate slipped and fell on the floor. "Shit, sorry," I muttered and bent down to pick it up. The guy I bumped into got there first, and handed it to me, smiling.

"Thanks," I repeated, to him this time, and continued my phone conversation as I walked past him and out of the door. "Sorry about that. Anyway, will I just meet you in the common room? Unless ... do we have english first?"

"Second," she said. I knew she was smiling at my lack of memory.

"Okay, cool, I'll just see you there then."

I pressed the red button, saw the time, and quickened my pace. I saw Mark some way ahead of me, walking slower than me. I knew he would stop outside the gates for a while, putting off school for as long as possible, and I didn't want to have to walk past him. I made a quick decision and slipped down a side street. It would take slightly longer to get to school, but at least I could avoid the one person I didn't want to see right now.

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