#286498 - “So it’s going to be one of those days?” I think to myself as I suck on the scratch I just received from the corner of my desk as I leaned down to pick up one of the shoes I’ve been dreading wearing since last week when I realized my holiday was over and had to rush to try buy all my books for the year, my final high school year. As we left our last lesson together, I saw our reflection in a window as we passed, and I saw how short she looked compared to me and I let out an involuntary chuckle, “What’s so funny?” she asks, tilting her head slightly, looking so innocent and adorable in her confusion, “Not much, I just saw how short I make you look, even though you’re quite tall” I say with a smile. Was I sad to leave it all behind? All my friends, no, family, that I’ve come to know over the past five years? To know this was my last year to play school boy rugby, my last year waking up early just so I can get to school early so I can hang out with my bro’s? You bet your ass I was, my m