Odd Ball Out
It was the middle of freshman year and I was at war with my mom. Earlier that day, she had gotten a call from iPoly saying that I was number one on the waiting list and I would be able to start on January 22.
“iPoly is such a good school. You’ll have so many opportunities there!” my mom exclaimed.
“I get that it is a good school and everything, but it is MID-SEMESTER! I already made lots of friends at Chino and I found my place here!” I yelled.
After that, the car ride home was silent. All I cou...