The Fifth of the Month . . . Left Me In A Nervous Wreck

Finals are coming and going. Deadlines for final assignments are coming up. Non-stop raves about summer. I don't remember any other end of the school year being this stressful, or this exciting. But maybe that's because I'm back in public school. Then again, it could be because I'm also skipping a whole grade.

It's weird, because on top of that stress and excitement, I'm also dreading that last day of school. I'll be leaving everyone, all the people heading to the other High School (the more common one for my middle school), all my other seventh grade friends, and heading to the high school I'm in district for. The only contant I think that cheers me, is that Rhianna will be there for me, and that next year I'll go to their games to cheer on her cheerleading (XD), and that Bryce will be at my new school.

There's another thing. Everyone who knows I like him, and know we're going to the same high school, are always wondering if I'm going there for him. But the truth is, I have no idea. Yes, I'd follow him anywhere, maybe even to the end of the world, but I don't know if he's my reason. I think I just wanted something different. To be that 'new-girl' for a little bit at a new school.

Other reasons for my nervousness:

• Bryce was gone today. They had a field trip. I missed my drug.
• I got lost.
• I won a book. Two, actually.

And with that, I sign out.