angelndevil1

Sammy and I sat quietly in our seats waiting for our senior talk about graduation. Our classmates chatted happily around us about gossip, celebrity life, and collages they were going to. "Quiet down and take your seats," our aging English teacher, Mr.V, called out. "Alright, we are going to start today with roll call." As he began I tuned him out and barely got out of trouble. Sammy was my hero that morning. "Gonzalez, Samuel?" Mr.V called in his wheezy voice. "Here," Sammy replied in a monotone voice. "Hollyburn, Carrie?" "Here," I sighed. He looked up from the clipboard and asked the class, "Is she here today? Has anyone seen her this