Maximus helped me up to the dorm once Kenzie had finished with her tests. I felt light-headed and with all the stress, I just wanted to relax. The last few days felt very overwhelming and hard to comprehend. I couldn’t help but wonder what my mom was up to and if she was alright. The thought of her made me feel sad, but at least Maximus was going to help me bring her here eventually, but it didn’t change how much I'd miss her now.
I sat alone on my bed with my sketchbook, and opened the page where I had drawn my father. Maximus had left to bring down the containers from the night before, and to grab something fresh.
“Is this what you did too?” I asked the sketch. Wondering if my father attended this school, what his ranking was, would he be happy I was here too? I had so many questions
