It was a short drive getting to the location that Andre picked for our outing and I couldn't help looking around as I tailed behind them. I walked beside Leo until we got in line and it took a couple of minutes for us to get inside after the doormen checked our ID. They put a band on Genevieve and Leo so they can identify them as over-age when ordering alcohol when we order. Andre led us to a table that fit us all and I looked around seeing the place crowded while electric music blasting. It reminds me a bit of those teens movie scenes that you would see, but I could only compare it to a movie since I’ve never gone out to a place like this before and I wasn’t too sure on what I would be expecting. For a while, we were debating on what to order since they wanted to get a few appetizers plates for all to share and I only agreed with anything they wanted since it seemed like they'd already been here before. I looked at my phone before a waiter came to our table and we began to put in o

When arriving at the apartment, Lucas decided to go with me and wanting to make sure that I made it inside before heading home. I was about to trip over the stairs when Lucas held on to me and wrapped his arm around my waist, trying to help me. I didn’t think that I would get back like this and I almost wanted to laugh at my behavior. I wanted to have a good time and I thought joining in with them would help ease me. I tried to be quiet, not wanting to wake up the neighbors, and when approaching the door I accidentally dropped my keys. How did I become like this? I wasn't supposed to drink. I wasn't supposed to get drunk. I broke rules that were placed and I've never done that before.“I probably shouldn’t have had that last one.” I said picking up the keys and felt a little squeamish. Lucas laughed, “Oh come on, we had to do it to end the night and we need to do it again.”I smiled and nodded, “I’ll be there.” “We’re going to dance again and I’ll teach you a few moves,” Lucas said

After sleeping for a few hours, I finally woke up around two and used my time to wash up. I caught myself sighing a few times, wanting to call Elliot back, but I was holding it off until another day. I keep repeating the words over and over that we’re not broken up, that we can be together again once I sort things out with school. I’ll make an appointment with my counselor on Monday and then maybe talk more with Genevieve about the newspaper work or the club activities with Andre. I don’t want to waste this whole month on not sorting things out and I want things to feel settled. I need a new path again to go towards or I might fall down. For some reason, I feel like I'll have a hard time getting back up. By five, I was waiting outside when Lucas sent me a message and I made sure to take my medicine again. I was feeling nervous now that the thought that I wasn’t following my schedule began to creep up on me and the expression on Elliot when finding out has been flashing in my mind. I

During the drive, I looked out the window and tried to ignore the stinging on my nose from the piercing. I had already sent a message to my mom about it like promised and I’ve been waiting after sending one to Elliot, but there hasn’t been a reply. Maybe after some time, he wanted distance from me and could be trying to ignore me. It was a mistake. This is my fault for thinking that it was okay to go out for a few drinks and it’s the same as when I messed up the night I jumped into the pool in high school. I’ve thrown myself into another situation and caused damage to others because I wanted to be selfish. “Michael?” I turned to Lucas when he said my name and realized that we were parked in front of my house, “Sorry.” I mumbled as I unbuckled my seat belt and opened the door. “Thanks for having me come along with you.” “Michael, wait,” Lucas said quickly, reaching out to grab my arm. “Can we talk before you go?” Slowly closing the door, I knew what he wanted to talk about and prom

Early Monday morning, I made it to campus to meet with my counselor and I was so nervous waiting outside the office. I looked at my phone to see a text that Luis was already on campus and we agreed to meet at the library later in the day to study. It took five minutes until they called my name and I made my way to the room to discuss my plans for next semester. I finally registered for my major in modern arts, in the photography department, and we were able to create a set schedule. There were so many courses that I wasn’t too sure which to take: digital imaging, portrait photography, documentary photography, etc. I made it simple with beginning photography and an introduction to color photography so I wouldn’t be overwhelmed when I return for the fall semester. I was a bit curious when asked if I wanted to sign up for digital film, but I don’t think I want to jump into a subject that I’m barely learning. After we finished with the paperwork, I let out a heavy sigh once I was alone o