Hanna sat in a daze as her teacher droned on. It was her final year of high school, only a month remained, and she couldn't be happier to get out of the place. She had always been quiet, so she didn't really make friends easily, but more than that, she hated everyone in that god-forsaken hell hole.
Today was worse than usual. She had a lot on her mind, and couldn't even remotely pay attention to what was being taught in class. Her mother had just gotten a new boyfriend, Gary, and the guy was a total a*****e, to put it lightly.
She couldn't be in the house with him without him screaming at her, and worst of all, her mother appreciated it. She thought he was a Godsend and constantly thanked him for giving her daughter the much-needed discipline that she deserved. She thought the guy should win the f*****g father of the year award or something.
