Another day, another useless lesson. I think my teacher has given up on me. Every time i show him my work there’s no more words of encouragement, no more concern. It’s either I’m doing well and he doesn’t need to comment, or, he can’t be asked to deal with me anymore. I don’t really blame him to be honest. I think I gave up on myself a long time ago. I started coming into class all high. I can’t even remember half the class by the end of the day. In the hallways I see those gang members. We just end up nodding to acknowledge each other’s presence and that’s enough. I know when they have another “hit” they’ll involve me. When I came home I managed to walk past Aaron and the whole issue with Saira came into my head. I wonder if she found out who did it…