June 2010
3 posts
[insert cliche song lyric about summer time and...
As the clock ticked down the seconds until we were free, Kimmy, Delaney (although literally half-conscious at the time) and I anxiously spun around in our chairs in anticipation. With one minute to go, we begged our teacher, Mr. Simmons to let us go early, yet he adamantly refused. When we were finally let go, we raced to our cars and got as far away from school as we possibly could, as fast as...
