"Not heading out with your friends this weekend, Sunshine?" Dad asks casually, probably bored of seeing my moping around the house for whole weekend.
"They're not my friends any more Dad." He looks up at me in shock. "I'm just so sick of their BS. They're cruel and nasty to people who don't fit into their clique. I'm just through with it."
He pulls me into a bone crushing Dad bear hug and doesn't complain when my tears wet his shirt.
"I'm proud of you, it can't have been easy to walk away from everyone."
"It was easier than I thought. I just needed to see what a true friend really was."
My cell vibrates in my pocket. I race up the stairs to my bedroom and open it as quickly as I could.
"I'll be back to school tomorrow."
And just like that, the black cloud that has followed me for a week began to lift.