Amie could feel the joy like a rush of adrenaline in her veins. She knew that with the passing of her last class she would soon be done with the prison system they call schooling. Who were they to tell her where to go, who she should be? She knew everything about herself that she needed to know. While her counselors all talked to her about her potential paths she could take all she could hear is freedom. She didn't even waste her time explaining to them that she was done. She was never going to have another class, never have another assignment. She would go where she wanted when she wanted.


As far as living Amie thought maybe she'd join a band. Tour the world, get to see new and exciting places. Did she know how to play an instrument.. no. But how hard could it really be right? Maybe she would just become a roadie or stagehand for someone in a band. She was a pretty good looking lady she was sure she could snag some sort of rockstar. Maybe she would have some babies and be a stay at home momma, she was sure that someone would want to take care of her. After all she was a pretty dope lady. If worse came to worse she could get a job, she wouldn't like being told where to be or when but it would still be more free than any school. She would finally be seen as an independent lady. After all that was all Amie ever wanted, to be seen.