Tis sucks. Who am I going to party with now? Damn, I’m hungry.
What if Caleb’s right
?“Guess I better get this over with, huh?” I fnally say.Dave reaches orward rom the backseat and squeezesmy shoulder. “It’s not too late to turn around,” he says.“You can come back with us.”“Just say the word,” Caleb agrees.I shake my head beore they can start trying tochange my mind and tell me how things wouldn’t be thatbad i I stayed home. How our school is so big, it’s easy toavoid people you don’t want to see.I can’t really tell them that I don’t want to see anyone.As bad as it sounds, I don’t even want to see them, eventhough they are my best riends. Everyone reminds me o me. O who I was —
Don’t want to be.“Tis sucks,” Dave says. He is a master o the obvious.“We were supposed to graduate together, man.” Caleb turns around to give him a look, like,
Shut up, you idiot.
But Dave’s right. We were supposed to leave oursorry excuse o a town together. No one was supposed tobail early.Only, that was beore.When I start to open the door, one end o the armreston the passenger door slips down. It’s duct-taped together