Left in the Dust: The True Cost of Following a Fool

On the day of the College Entrance Exam, a massive dust storm trapped our entire class on the highway.

The charter bus was forced to pull over onto the shoulder. The driver told us our only option was to wait for rescue.

Chloe, our class president, stood up, slung her backpack over her shoulders, and got ready to get off the bus.

"It’s barely over a mile away! We’ve busted our asses for three years just for today! If we stick together, we’ll make it without a scratch!"

Murmurs spread across the bus, and a few students actually stood up with her.