Senior year was already almost halfway over. the first semester was flying by, and before the school knew it final exams were two weeks away. then it would be christmas time. some days, Riley couldn’t wait to go to college. high school was so constricting. in college she would be free to do so much. drink, smoke, try drugs, literally whatever. not that she didn’t already do that stuff…

between her and her best friend, Felicity, only Riley owned a car. her dad had helped her fix it up. it was a 2001, brown subaru outback. it was old, but it was hers and she loved it. the old radio was playing idly in the backround of the conversation between Riley and her best friend in the car. it was shuffling through her random, but extremely long playlist. Riley was sitting in the drivers seat, leaned back and messing with the charm on her chain around her neck.

“we agree that Mr. Giles is a pedophile, right?”