Thursday night went by slow and time ticked by at sluggish rates. Not to mention I also felt sluggish. I just wanted to stay in bed all day but I knew my mom would force me to go downstairs to eat because I need my nutrients and vitamins to help me heal faster or something. I ended up going downstairs later and ate quickly because I didn’t really feel like talking. Though my family tried to talk to me so we ended up making small talk and after a some what quiet dinner I went upstairs to lay down again. For another hour, I laid there alone in the dark until my mom came in my room and gave me goodnight kisses and more hugs…again. It took me hours but soon, I fell asleep. Although, this time I didn’t dream like yesterday. Not a single glimpse of thought or imagination the whole night unlike last time. I’m glad that horrible dream of being abandoned finally stopped, it was getting tiring. Throughout the night, I woke up multiple times feeling uncomfortable. For some reason, my eyes kept burning for several minutes every time causing me to not fall asleep for a little bit. Before I knew it though, it was time for school. I open my eyes to a dark scene but this time it wasn’t air conditioning that was making noise, it was my stupid alarm. I rushed to turn the annoying sound off to not wake up anyone else sleeping in the silent house. I look around and took in my surroundings. I woke up in my bed this time at least. Every time I wake up I feel like I’m back at TAI for some reason. I feel a lot less soar from the days before at least. I guess it was a good thing I went downstairs and ate after all. I showered and brushed my teeth along with other things like throwing on some deodorant and cologne. I remember my old daily routine pretty well it seems. I made my way downstairs and could see the blue light of dawn shining through the windows of my house. It was giving me some sort of lit up path when I walked down the hall towards my foyer where my shoes and book bag is. I put my shoes and bag on, fixed my hair the best I could with such long hair and walked out the door. That’s when I realized though; my hair! It’s long enough to do the hairstyle I wanted before my coma! I’ll try it out when I get home, if it looks stupid though then I’m not doing it. And I’m definitely not trying it at school, I already look dumb enough as is. I walked to my bus stop on the corner of my street, anxious of the social interactions awaiting me in the future. My hands were sweating in my pockets and obviously it’s partly because their in my pockets but another reason is that I’m extremely nervous for school. No where near as nervous when Dr. Bryant surprised me in my room though. The thought of that whole situation with our talk about the papers dampened my excited, anxious mood. But those mixed feeling didn’t last long as I saw my bus coming down the hill. It stopped at the stop sign for my bus stop and I got cold feet. “Walk Preston, walk idiot! Go!”, I whispered through my gritted teeth. I start walking up the stairs afraid of slipping and embarrassing myself. Yes, that happened once. When I walked on, I saw Gavin and immediately felt a sense of relief. He’s sitting in the 12th seat down on the right hand side. I nervously walked down the aisle and took a seat. Once I did, Gavin started welcoming me back on the bus trying to catch me up on what’s changed and stuff. There were some things he didn’t know because we don’t have all of the same classes. So, I guess I’ll just have to see what’s changed for myself. That just sounds like a total drag to be honest. I just know I’m gonna be a nervous wreck the whole day. The bus ride was a short 14-minute ride from my neighborhood to the school. We arrived at school and drove into the bus lanes at 7:53. I watched out the window seeing all the students walking and talking going to wherever. We finally stop and the bus doors crackled open and right away I could hear all the people outside being noisy just as I remembered. I sat there for a second until Gavin snapped me out of my dozing. I get up and let a girl pass me. I then got out of the seat and into the aisles line to get out of the bus. The line moved slowly but after a few seconds, I was walking down the steps. My feet land on the cement and then I turned to go down the sidewalk so I can go to breakfast in the Main Café. I still remember the halls easily, but it just felt kind of foreign. It’s weird, going into my house felt as if I was there just the other day but going to school felt as if it’s been years. I walked into breakfast and I got that feeling as if everyone was staring at me. “It’s just all in your head, nobody’s paying attention to you so just go get your breakfast and sit down.”, I thought to myself. I waited in the quick breakfast line and got my breakfast which was a sausage biscuit with grape jelly, chocolate milk, and an apple juice. Just casual, boring school food. When I sat down all my friends like Hunter, Avery, Nico, Gavin, and Alex were happy I’m back. They actually welcomed me but...