Brought to You by: The Letter 'E'

My eyes empty, I retreated into the solace of my mind, a hermit crab scurrying back into the comfort of its shell. A better image than the sea of loud, obnoxious teenagers drowning me in their excitement for the new school year occupied my second eyes. My pace quickened as I recalled the reward waiting at my destination, a fleeting smile lighting my face. I knew an empty seat anticipated my arrival, held by the better version of myself, like every year following my entrance into Gifted four years before.