I gotta get outta here...
I got up from my seat, grabbed my books, and walked up to the teacher.
"May I go to the nurse? I have a migraine."
I was at least partially honest.
"Yes, go ahead dear."
I walked out. The silence relieved my head. I sighed, and walked to my locker. I put my books away, and walked to the door at the end of the hallway. Before walking out, I made sure no one was watching. The hall was vacant. It wouldn't be the first time I ditched. It was normal. I'd eventually give up on school, and be known as a drop out. The rain drizzled on my head. I put my hood up, and began walking, digging my hand in my pockets.
I belong with , you belong with me , you're my sweet heart . ❤