It had been a long week, a long month and a long year. What he had done last month he should have regretted but he really didn't because he felt like it was the right thing to do and it still feels like he did the right thing. But he must have done the wrong thing because he hadn't talked to any of his "friends" since the little fight. No matter how long he would think about it and maybe just think that he had done wrongm he still didn't think he did anything wrong at all. So none of his friends were talking to him but he didn't even know if they were really his friends because they were just so quick to judge at that very moment.

Nashville hadn't felt that great, he could not get to sleep so maybe just walking out of the school and onto the grounds would help that. A night time stroll. All alone. Just him. No one else. Yeah. Always a great time. The lake was a great place for him to think and everything that had happened lately was insane and he just needed to let his mind be free...not that that would happen.