Somehow I have made it through this unfortunate day. Or at least, the part of it that Dean is around. I doubt he will be going for the cheap party Wesley and Richards are hosting. His kind is more suited for the classy, sybaritic ones.
I pick up my backpack and head for the school parking. If Mother doesn't pick me up today, I will have to walk like old days. I don't think Richards will risk offering me a ride when he doesn't dare talk to me.
Mr. Milestone is the first person I meet in the crammed parking area. There is no sign of Mother's car anywhere. My feet will have to carry me.
"Alena, your Mother asked me to pick you up today." Mr. Milestone states, tapping his newest car with his left hand. "Together with your sisters, of course." He adds.
I would rather walk! How could Mother
