I like keeping things slow but that also at a moderate rate. So next day at school was action time, but first Brianna needs a end game. After our home room while I was on my way to chemistry class I found her standing by my locker. More easy for me, I went up to and before she could start I stated simply "I can't do this anymore, my parents are angry with me cause I'm doing badly in most of the classes and my badge got taken away, the captains are watching me like hawks and then there's you always nagging about the same things always. I'm sorry Bri this can't go on any more
