Wednesday, Week 4

After a frantic day, you don’t sleep well that night. Your mind runs through everything that happened, the expected and the unexpected, trying to make sense of it all. There’s something deeper in the school than meets casual observance. The school. Maybe even the town.

When you do sleep, it’s not for long. Your alarm screams you awake. Groggily you struggle from bed, shower, have breakfast and stumble back to school. At least the walk wakes you up. There’s a drizzle in the air, just more than a mist, but less than a light shower. The damp in the air wakes you up.

You’re also in time for assembly. You sit next to Abigail, Anissa the other side and try not to fall asleep. Why you turned up early enough for assembly is a question, as you don’t have any class first thing.