FLY AWAY by Ivy Baker
photo credit: Arthur Tress
The bell rang and drowned out the sound of my teachers voice as she finished up her lecture on...ummm...I forgot who. I got out of my seat and rushed to my locker. It was a warm spring day and I itched to get out of school. Though I had to wait for John first. He was always late out of class and I was thinking of leaving him, going to the batting cage with Tim. But, of course, we had to wait for him, because this journey would not be the same without him. It was the last time I would see my best friends.! ! I had to move to California for my step-dad, “Paul.� He had to go there for his job. I still blame him for my depression. ! John finally walked through the doors of the school. He had a 10