Chapter VI

"The best way to cheer up is to try to cheer someone up."

Mark Twain

At the end of classes, everyone said goodbye to go home, reminding us that we would meet at the clubhouse doors before entering.

Later, my best friend came home with all her bags as if she were going to dress a platoon instead of me.

"Is all that really necessary?" I asked with a frown. I was already regretting going and the torture had not yet started.

-Of course silly! Now let me in, we have a great job to do with you-she jokes.

I roll my eyes letting her pass and helping her put all her things.