THE PAIN OF FIRST LOVE - His Girlfriend
Steffany
"Sweetheart, I packed a sandwich and some fruit in your lunchbox. You need to eat well." My mother approaches me and hands over the small bag. I take it and lean in to give her a kiss.
"Thanks, Mom. You're the best." Mom returns the kiss, and I smile at her. I grab my backpack, and we leave the house to head to the bus stop that will take me close to school. She always accompanies me. The problem with studying at such an exclusive place is that there's no transportation that drops me off nearby, so I have to walk about five blocks. But that doesn't matter. What truly matters is having the opportunity to learn in a place that can offer me more opportunities in the future.
I think about that as I board the bus. Today, it's not overly crowd
