The walk home used to be quite peaceful. Well, maybe not peaceful, but the only things really going on were idle jokes and chatter, as they recounted what happened in the day and lamented the starting of the next. But ever since… well, ever since they all grew up, and stopped being carefree Year Sevens with no troubles or acquaintances to worry about, the walk home had become a lot more stressful, what with Cleo hiding from possible suitors behind her boyfriend, her face barely visible anyway under the huge hood of his hoodie. T had his own problems, dodging various students who he owed money or favours from some time or another. In fact, Jey thought they might’ve been the only one in their group who wasn’t constantly being stalked by someone for something or other.