My friends and I turn down the narrow, florescent-lit hall.
We make it to class. It’s Chemistry. Or, Biology.
My friends aren’t my friends anymore. They’re just classmates.
Per usual, I don’t have my paper written and, it’s due today!
I realize, suddenly, I’ve also missed a crucial test. Then, the fact that I’ve actually missed a gang of classes. For what, I have no idea!
Thoughts and explanations flip through my mind. What can I say to my teacher? How do I ask for pardon?
Watching all my classmates get their graded test papers back, I feel this horrible, sinking feeling.
I’m going to fail.
And then, I wake up. Always.