I trudge out of my highschool classroom, my backpack sagging on my back. It's junior year, and I'm not sure whether to be happy about graduating in a year or still being stuck in highschool. As I walk, I face the floor, my eyes tired from the lack of sleep. I go down the long glass hallway and down the stairs, stepping out of the stale building to meet the sun and fresh air.

I'm practically dragging my feet along the pavement when I look up to see Jay, and I stop. He's been at Yale university for the past few months as a freshman in college, and he's back.. I stare a bit more in shock before running over to him.