high school

Date: 1/25/2024

I went back to high school to retake my senior year. My locker was old and busted. The dial was on the floor, and the numbers were printed on a paper disk that was loose and moved around, so it was impossible to know if you were turning it to the right spot. Camille was there too. We signed up for this adult fitness/art class together later. A kid walked by her desk and dumped some crumbs and spices from her lunchbox onto Camille's desk. I was feeling confrontational, so I was like "why are you doing that? Why are you making a mess on someone else's desk? Do you feel good about that decision? That sounds like a decision a dumb little baby would make." I got up and started to walk to the sink area to clean it up, but she had the same idea, so it looked like I was walking her there menacingly