I picked up one of my shirts and went to put it on a hanger. “Don’t bother with that now, we need to head over to the school and get you registered. Hopefully, they got your records by now.” Rory was already heading back downstairs, clearly expecting me to follow. I tossed the shirt down on the bed and went to my box. I dug through it until I finally found the flash drive I kept my school records on. I tucked it into the pocket of my black leather jacket and followed.
