Adyrn stood at the foot of her doorstep, fighting with herself internally. The decision that needed to be made was one of great importance, but there were two halves of her that both displayed different opinions of the matter. It caused her to begin pacing on the old wooden boards, but she ignored how they creaked beneath her.
High school. To enroll or to not enroll. The graduation year for people her age was around the corner, so it would be pointless up to that point. But if she were to go there, she could be a part of the graduation class next year. Certainly she was educated enough for them to see that she didn’t need previous school records, right? On the other hand, they might reject her completely. Not just the staff, but the students. What if she didn’t fit in because she was a year older than all the other people in her grade?
Pacing and pacing, Adyrn continued to think and failed to hear the small snap of the wood beneath her. She was too late to realize it before the board caved in, sending her left leg downward and her flesh scraping against the broken edges.