Waiting Outside the Lines...

"Lannon Aurora Barrett."

I look up from one of the many college pamphlets I had received over the past six months and walk towards this secretary in her early-to-mid-twenties who ushers me into this small foyer.

"Mr. Chadwick will see you now."

I'm in this kind of revery where I don't want to be able to hear or feel any emotions. It's easier that way.

"Oh alright. Thank you very much."

I force a smile and walk into Mr. Chadwick's office with some purpose. I stand in the doorway until he acknowledges me.

"Ahh Ms. Barrett! Please, please come in!"

Wow. He was offly cheery for a man who could crush a teenagers dreams of being successful.

He adjusts himself in his chair, squares his shoulders, smiles, looks at me and says,

"Now, tell me why you would like to atten our school."