Of course, new feelings don't improve schedules, so I take a seat on my desk.

Chapter 2: Vision Today's Tuesday. Aubrey's class has English only later in the afternoon. Something inside me tells me to get ready for the most ominous class ever.

Personal Space is my friend, It is a bubble.

The next thing I know, Sydney is looking through all the cabinets and drawers she could find just to find it! "Sydney, I don't think it's important anymore! We're gonna be late!" I tell her nervously