I recoiled in shock at what I saw; my mom was riding on top of a very muscular black man that I had never seen before. XXX Jameson told us all to be quiet and started the lesson. My hair had grown longer and had also gone darker, I preferred to keep, it slightly spiky on top, with a minor fringe that usually went cow- licky. Melanie had aged rather well since we were seven. The cool kids up the back started sniggering at me while the emo’s in the middle looked down trying not to laugh in case I might hurt them later. After the day was done I got on my bus to go home and sat next to my friend Bobby who wasn’t in any of my classes
