I woke up this morning still angry, still annoyed, and still refusing to say even one word to my father. He knocked on my door earlier, but I ignored him like I was doing before. I didn’t want to see his face, and honestly, I didn’t want to hear anything he had to say.

I got ready for school faster than usual, grabbing my bag and leaving the house before anyone else even stepped into the hallway. I was going early because I was way too happy yesterday especially because my enemy didn't ...