A New DayIt took some long hours of consideration for me to finally realize the predicament that I had gotten myself into, complacently, and with a complete awareness of the consequences that I would expect from letting a person like Johnny Caulder drag my life onto such a madly different route. It felt like I was drowning under his influence.
Our relationship wasn't always like that though; at first, Johnny had hated me as much as everyone else. We sat next to each other in math class, much to my dismay, but because I grew up with a moral of courtesy and understanding, I had to make things more tolerable for both of us by trying to get acquainted.
"Hello," I started off casually. "My name is Charles Nettle. It's nice to meet you." I was neutral, but sincere. I got ready for a handshake and gave him a small smile to seal the deal, but I got no response from him at all. I shook my arm a little to get his attention, even by waving it around near his nose and eyes. He didn't stir; however, his lac