(Sorry, was in a hurry when I posted this.)
Aimee sipped a green tea in a quiet corner of The Café Cinagro, a cafe that sells all thing organic, located near Aimee's flat. She could scarce suppress a bitter smile when the song changed to "Deep, Deep Trouble" on her I Pod, as she recalls how she was already out of school for a month already. A month ago, Aimee had crept into her principal office and stolen the class's attendance record book, trying to alter her less than perfect attendance score, in a last ditch attempt to salvage her chance of remaining in High school. As her marks seriously were in dire danger of going into the negativ