Second to last day of school School gets out foe the summer in two days and we officially become 10th graders. The "End of School Prom Retake" is tomorrow, and neither of us have anyone to go with. Today, you sat in your usual spot for lunch: By the South football post. I walk over and join you. You don't have you lunch, as usual. Damnit, (edit and insert what you want to be called, here)! You need to eat sometimes! I playfully pout and stomp my foot, in mock but partially true annoyance at your lack of self care. I have a lunch that's far to big for me to eat alone. I sit next to you and shove a corn dog in your face. Eat. Now.