Blind Spots P1

The cold school air hits my face, I can't believe middle school is already over now. It seemed like just days ago that I'd been in science class crying about a science fair project. But that's all over now I guess, like a already written page in a journal. Can't go rewrite it, can't go relive it.

I wait outside the leadership building, a larger building that was at any of the schools I've been to. I suddenly twitch recognizing the sound of my friend, Lahna. She's been my friend since 7th grade, and I hope she'll stay for the rest of my years. I laugh for the first time in awhile.

"Hi!"

Lahna doesn't say a word but just grins. We both head into leadership class together, watching as a lot of other freshmen join in. We sit next to each other at a table full of people I don't know. It seemed like a blank canvas just waiting to be painted, or a blank page in a journal to start a new journey's tale. And I was SO not ready for it. I could feel the blank future just waiting to be shown to me. But I guess...I guess I was too blind to see it.