Chapitre 22: PRAYING

Sadly, our one week break is over and it's time to get back to the hustle and bustle of school. Adelaide is buzzing with the news of our test timetable being released. No one ever tells you this, but it's really hard being a senior in high school: juggling school, work, SAT prep, your social life and college applications is an extreme sport.

Speaking of college applications, I'm still undecided as to what I want to study-okay, not really undecided, more like I want to eventually go to law school but I need to have a Bachelor's degree first. I've still not figured out my niche which is a really bad thing considering I'm months away from graduation.

Making a mental note to speak to the guidance counsellor, I make my way to my locker and grab my materials for first period.

''Can you believe this school, Mel,'' Paris says, stomping angrily towards me. I slam my locker shut and groan in annoyance. ''You saw the sign board too?''