The school bell rang signalling the end of the 7th period, which means I am one class away to call it a day. I stepped out of my classroom and headed to my locker, to get the book for the last period which is English literature.
As I walked through the halls, I couldn't help but remember last night's dream, I couldn't forget it.
How am I supposed to face him in the office?
After my class I started to pack my things, someone put a paper on my book and rushed towards the door, I couldn't see who was it, I took that paper.