I was lost. Definitely lost. I was wandering through the halls trying to find my locker, when I saw two girls that seemed my age, down in a hole. Well, not hole, but it looked like one. One had brunette hair and was really tall with the friendliest smile I have ever seen, and the other one was blonde and shorter with a confused look on her face. Maybe it was because of what the brunette was saying. I can't really hear them. Oh well, I should probably ask them for help to find my locker.
"Hi!" I said waving at them and smiling. "I am Olivia Friar and I am lost." I added with my smile fading realizing how sad I sounded. They looked at each other and back at me.
"Did you say 'Friar'?" They both asked shocked.
"Y-Yeah...?"
"I knew it! Lucas is secretly married!" The brunette yelled almost crying. I made a disgusted face, as the blonde patted her shoulder.
"How dumb can you be to marry him?" I said laughing. Oh wait she likes him. "I mean incredibly smart!" I said patting her other shoulder. "I am his cousin." I smiled. She stopped crying.
"Oh then. I am Riley Matthews and this is Maya Hart. We are friends with Lucas!" She smiled again.
I laughed. They seem really nice. I think they must be Lucas' friends that he told me about. And he told me a lot.
"So, how can we help you, Plaid-Girl?" Maya asked smiling. 'Plaid-girl'? I laughed amused at the nickname.
"Well, I am lost. I need to find my locker, but I can't."
"You're from Texas, aren't you?" Riley asked and I nodded.
"How come you don't talk like Lucas?" Maya smiled crossing her arms. "And what's your locker?"
I showed them a paper and they made me a sign to follow them. "You mean the way he ha-hurrs?"
"I told you!" Maya said smacking playfully Riley's arm and she rolled her eyes amused.
"I don't know, actually." I shook my head, starting to think why.