As the bell rang with a loud, dragged out beep,
I headed off towards the right, looking for room 103.
I found it easily, it was right across from the library, with
large, clean windows looking in, and a sandy colored, bumpy
wall down below the mirror.
I saw posters that I got a glimpse of as
people much taller than me passed by.
"Sign up in the library during study." read one poster.
Another sign read "Printers available."
Some older kids glared at me as they passed.
"Seniors," I thought, rolling my eyes.
I tried not to pay any attention to some cold looks.
As I waited for Ms. Godin to open the door, I thought,
"Why am I here?" After all, I was just another student,
among more than a thousand others. "What good will I do here... Nothing."
Well, I suppose I would stay in school, so as not deal with consequences,
But, in that moment, waiting for my first class of high school to begin,
I felt like I could be dissolved by a black hole, and no one would notice,
And the hole shrinks and shrinks, and I am forgotten by the world.