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Saturday mornings are for sleeping, not manual labour. This particular Saturday though, I was woken up at an ungodly hour by the alarm Tyrone made me swear to set on my phone.
Walking down the street, I wondered how so many people were up and about at this time of the day.

Morning people, I thought. Then I saw the one person I knew would have a smile on their face at half past six in the morning. She was wearing a gray sports bra and leggings. The earphones she was wearing the first time I saw her were in place as usual.

She slowed down as she approached me, till she eventually stopped right in front of me.

"I didn't think you were a morning person,"

"I'm not. I- where are you going?"I asked. She did not wait for me to finish the sentence, but attempted to walk right past me. I had to stop her and question her, of course.

"I'm walking away like you did when you saw your friend yesterday."

So that's what this was about. I completely forgot about Taylor yesterday, and she was right to be upset, but I needed to get somewhere and I needed to get there fast.

"I'll make it up to you, I swear. Now, I have to go."

"I like the overalls. Brave choice," she said, teasing me or complimenting me. Either way, I felt uncomfortable, but I knew it was the perfect outfit for what I was going to do.

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There's nothing quite like the feeling of being at school. The second you see the building, your mood suddenly changes to something in-between depression and boredom.Coupled with the fact that I was here on a Saturday morning, I was understandably in a sour mood. . I know I said I missed this place just yesterday, but one day here made me remember why I used to take it for granted in the first place.

At least I did not have to go through this alone. Ty and Jason would suffer through this with me.

"I like the overalls. Nice touch," Ty said the moment he laid eyes on me. As always, Jason and he had beat me here. He said it mockingly, even though he was wearing the exact same outfit.

"I think they're ridiculous,"Jason added. He obviously was not thrilled about having to wear overalls. Then again, he was hardly ever thrilled about anything in life. In fact, I'm pretty sure I haven't seen him smile in all the time I have known him.

"At least it's better than being suspended,and you don't even know how close we came to suspension."

Eventually, our secret had been revealed. Our continued absences from class had attracted the attention of the headmaster, and from what Tyrone told me, he wanted to suspend us for two weeks. Somehow, Ty had struck a deal with him, and even though he refused to tell me the details, he did tell me the dress code was overalls.

As we stood outside the building, waiting for the headmaster, Ty and Jason got into a petty argument about who was better dressed,even though they were both wearing the exact same thing. Even their workbooks matched. Listening to them argue was fun. Besides, it was the most I had heard Jason say in a long while. I began to wonder why he didn't speak much. Could it be that he was going through something much worse than the rest of us? Of course not, I thought. If he had a problem, he would told us by now. We had grown pretty close over the years, and I was pretty sure they didn't hide anything from me.

I couldn't say the same thing about myself though. I had been hiding my deepest, darkest secret from them for so long, but now I began to wonder why. If they really were my best friends(well they were my only friends), why did I feel insecure trusting them with my secret?
I decided if I had to tell anyone, it would be them,and now was the perfect time to do it.

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