𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕣𝕤

𝕖𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕟

Flash forward a few weeks, and I'm still staying with the Larkins. This is the longest time I've stayed in a foster home so far. I've come to discover that the Larkin's aren't bad people. They're actually really fucking amazing. I don't ever want to leave, but I know I don't have much of a say in that matter. However, it's September now, which means a new issue is rising.

School.

Tomorrow I'm going to be shoved in a building full of people that have known each other their entire lives, and I don't know a single one of them. Except for Charlie and Jack., but Jack isn't even in the same grade as me, and Charlie probably already has a friend group and will want nothing to do with me. So that's fun. I'm used to being ignored at school anyway, so it's really not that big of a deal. Last week, Medda took the three of us to a few stores to get school supplies. The white backpack in the corner of my bedroom is taunting me. Welp, there's no getting out of it. It's best to just attempt to sleep. It'll fine, Antonio. Just breathe...