November 1, 2012: C
It was her.
The girl with the brown and blonde hair.
Now I could see she had brown eyes that looked tired and a light tan, her lips full and beautiful. My eyebrow rising slightly in my own special way of greeting, but she wasn't looking at me. She was staring in disgust at my pudding cup.
Then, without another glance at my face, she turned around and started talking to her friends.
The mocha-skinned girl punched her in the arm, looking annoyed, and I shook my head, turning around and glancing at my pudding cup.
After a moment of pondering it, I stood up and threw it away, grabbing my bag and walking out of the cafeteria.
Yurp.
I'm gunna post all the chapters.
AND MAX MADE HIM GET RID OF HIS PUDDING. D:
~Anna Ride
