That next day instead of walking straight to my first class, I went to the library. I didn't want to face Cassidy because I was too embarrassed and nervous that Cassidy found out and that she wouldn't want to be my friend.
I know I shouldn't be embarrassed by my child, which I'm not, I'm just more embarrassed that they have to have a mother like me instead of a mother like Hannah Sawyer, who doesn't get bullied and isn't afraid to speak her mind.
I walk over to the far end table between the nonfiction and history area and take my usual seat and pull out my laptop.
As I'm signing in, I hear the library door being thrown open and being slammed shut before heavy footsteps are making their way through the library.
I roll my eyes at the i***t who decided to do that. Don't they know that the
