I throw the bags down on the couch in complete rage and scrub my fingers through my hair. It’s been a bad day at school, a day I should never have endured, and I just stayed home with Arry again. He insisted I didn’t miss any more days for him, and he promised to have dinner ready for my coming home. All day everything had just gone wrong, and my partner Yvette was driving me insane with her veiled bitchiness and the constant asshole glances from my peers.

I get it! None of them ...