While Monday came to an early start, I'm glad to be back at school.

It's the one constant I have in my life that remains predictable.

The squad still keeping me busy.

The jocks, back to practicing for the national competition. Reagan, still acting as his recently moody self. Christopher still my best-friend who never shuts up.

Well, except for Sabastian, who is surprisingly avoiding me like the plague since I arrived at school two hours ago.

I don't know ...