November 13, 2012: B
Max and Nudge were walking on the other side of the track, behind a few perverted bozos. I was across the track from them, separated from the others, as I liked it.
My feet hit the track in a soothing rhythm that calmed me and cleared my thoughts, which had been messier than usual.
How to ask out Max…hmm…
An idea began to form in my head, only to be cut off by a girl behind me calling out, "Hey!"
I turned, pausing in my jog to wait for the girl – Brigid, from Science – to catch up.
NO. KEEP JOGGING, IDIOT. KEEP...
No?
Okay. 3:
~Anna Ride