In the beginning, after the world threw itself into chaos, survival was a struggle. Death was everywhere. Attempting to survive alone often meant an early death. The smart ones joined gangs and made alliances.
My friends and I moved into this school. We are a family even though sometimes we are loud, annoying and dysfunctional. Yay, for dysfunction.
It has been an awful day. Tony is avoiding me. He won’t look at me. He won’t talk to me. He won’t enter a room that I am in. I wish I knew what to say. I have tried to apologize. I have never seen him this angry with anyone before. I don’t know what to do. This cold shoulder he is giving me is breaking my heart. I keep hoping the Runt will walk thru the front doors but I know that isn’t going to happen. He has probably been killed or captured by a rival gang. This also makes me sad.