Dona went to sit on her desk. Picking up the brown bag she took another drink. She heard Snows answer and the more he explained his plan. She found it counterproductive and living in an unnecessary hardship. She looked at the wallpaper he pinned up. She had to admit it was better placed then she...
Dona saw a look on snow she could only determine as rebellion and anger. And feeling she knew would come all to natural. After all no one liked to be told that their plans weren't going to take them anywhere. Especially when RV and other forms of media showed them the one percent that did do it. But at least snow realized his life wasn't going to be easy. So if he realized this the question to her was why suffer on a road that automatically throws you to the wolves unprepared? Instead of suffering a road that at least gives you leverage and a safety net? But if he didn't think about that neither would she that hard. She heard him mention English as being his next class and being an interest of doing that with his life. Well he might not be off from the beaten path as she thought. "That's always good. Writers are a backbone of all recorded knowledge. But did someone tell you that you couldn't make it. With all these young adult literature growing in popularity. What best way to get into writing then that niche. A young adult writing for young adults. You can't fail. That's if you don't want to go to college as you say. Better catch that money train before it goes off the rails. But enough bout your future. How the high school life? Got a girlfriend? A boyfriend? Friends? Rivals? Teachers you recommend I befriend?" she asked.