Arianna’s POVThe past few days had been uneventful—and honestly, I wasn’t complaining.For once, I wasn’t at the center of any chaos, and in my defense, I was tired of always being dragged into drama I didn’t ask for.Instead, I buried myself in my books.I had spent every waking hour studying as if my entire future depended on it—because, in a way, it did. When I thought about my dreams, about the life I wanted beyond all this, graduating high school wasn’t just important—it was necessary. It was my escape, my foundation, my only real shot at something bigger.What I hadn’t anticipated, was just how exhausting it would be.The amount of work I had to put in was insane. My grades were a disaster—an actual red carpet of failure laid out for everyone to see—and fixing them felt like trying to patch up a sinking ship with a needle. I did have help, of course, but that didn’t magically make everything easier. At the end of the day, I was still the one who had to cram all that informati
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