Mr. Harris ends the lecture with a joke; a particularly unfunny joke.
Remy was waiting for everyone to get out and scurry along. Almost everyone was gone but all of a sudden Remy could sense the air around her change. Its was Cheryl, she was the only human being who had that effect on her and everything around her.
The wind just stopped blowing whenever Cheryl was around or something equally dramatic.
She walked up and stopped in Remy's vicinity.
Remy forgot about putting her things away, just sat there looking down but not oblivious to Cheryl's presence, out of the corner of her eye. Taking in all of that tall majesty. Remy tried to breath in a little too deeply, just to figure out what Cheryl smelled like because this was as close to her, she'll ever be.
She was waiting for Mr. Harris.
Her posse of friends since freshman year, stood waiting for their next directions beside her while she checked the messages on her phone for the thousandth time. She had been waiting for any update/message from the on again, off again ex.
Details of the recent breakup between the golden couple were vague at best.
Meanwhile, Remy fidgeted still pretending to put her books away. Trying her best to look like she was occupied, being occupied by Cheryl's image.
Mary tried to start a conversation, asking Cheryl how things were with Jason.
Cheryl shrugged it off, keeping her focus on the phone screen.
Mr. Harris finally came up and off went Cheryl and her posse of "friends"
