Changing of the Guard
Changing of the Guard By Maddie Valasek "Julian, you better get moving. You don't want to be late on your first day," Mom yelled out to me. "I'm just about ready," I answered as I finished tying my shoes. "What time is it anyway?" I asked. My alarm clock was still packed away in the moving truck that wouldn't make it to our new house until sometime that afternoon. "7:00, sweetheart. Classes start at 8:00. Remember, you have to stop by the office and give them you...