Chapter Five
A week later Sarah and I stood outside the TAFE with the other students milling around. She clutched my hand and lead me to a hallway with a line of classrooms, above one door said “EDUCATION”. She smiled and turned to me, leaning in to peck my lips once.
“Good luck,” she whispered, squeezing my shoulders and pushing me in the door. I went in and found a dozen or so others, some standing some sitting in groups. Most were girls, with a small cluster of guys standing around and joking. A few glanced up as I made my way to the back, sitting at the second last bench. I pulled out a pen, watching the students and twirling it around my fingers.
Finally everyone seemed to take their seats when it was five minutes to nine, and the last of the students filled in. Soon there was only
