I Think, Lamine Yamal.

TWO, Are you okay?

Chapter Two, I Think!
'Everything is intentional if you paid attention to it.'

     Monday arrived, a week after her last first day, and with it came the familiar struggle. Mena was back to shoving and maneuvering through the sea of indifferent faces just to get to her class. The thought of skipping flickered in her mind, a tantalizing escape, but her mother's warning loomed over her: "Skip, and I'll take your car away." So! Skipping, it seemed, was a luxury she couldn't afford.

By the time lunch rolled around, she pushed open the doors leading outside, letting a smile grace her lips almost instantly at the sight of her friends sitting down. "Hello, my beautifuls!"

Whipping their heads around, they grin and say 'hello' before Sienna speaks up, "And how was Health Class? Anything interesting happen?"

     "No, Marc wasn't in there." She sighed, setting her things down and plopping down in front of them. "I don't know why you can't talk to him yourself. He'd so like you back."

     The curly-haired girl huffed, "You don't get it."

     Her eyebrows furrow and she looks over at Aadya who rolls her eyes. "She's still stuck on that one time he ignored her."

     "Well! Can you blame me?"

     "It was years ago! So, yes, I can blame you," the girl replied, "He probably just didn't hear you!"

     Mena lets out a small laugh at her friends' back and forth bickering before all their attention is drawn to a crowd of people beginning to cheer and huddle. It was quite literally only the second week of school. It was either an intense dance battle that was being taken far too seriously, or a fight. And she could tell by the tense atmosphere that she wouldn't be seeing anyone twirl anytime soon.

Aadya springs to her feet, a wide grin spreading across her face as she eagerly pulls her friends up to join the throng of onlookers. If anyone had a liking for school fights, it was undoubtedly her.