Getting ready to leave school-pack up my area. Go look for Peter V, who’s driving home. I look back and see that I forgot to disassemble the walls. I suggest we take a shortcut, but the ropes gut wants a cert. I drop down and walk up the hill. Go into the room and Pete isn’t there-I finally see him and we get into his car-put my stuff in the back seat. We leave and I realize my iPod is back in my room.
My exciting life, this place