My body and mind were tired of the stress of being with Devon and the stress and anxiety I had about having him come to see me in Pickering.
Oh relief! Exams suck! I thought as I walked back towards the dorms. Three down, one to go in the gym. I had one more exam to write for this term.
Devon took the CD on the top of the pile and put it at the bottom of the pile. Gasping, as I knew what CD he just moved I was worried, confused, and sad.
Adjusting to Grade Nine was different. Sometimes it felt like I was in a mad dash to get from one…