I walked out of the school gate with a smile I couldn’t hide. I was in so much of a good mood that I didn't realize how much I was smiling and my gang members who were walking it feel fit away from me kept staring at me like I was losing my mind. 

“Are you really okay is there something we need to know about you right now?” They asked me in confusion. 

I shook my head, “there's nothing wrong with me I don't know why you are assuming that I'm just in a good mood. Is it wrong ...