The Night Has Opened My Eyes | The Walking Dead

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The busy commotion of teenagers was heard throughout the hallway. Multiple students were getting to their next class or standing around to chat with their friends.

"Say cheese!"

A bright flash went off just as a brown-haired girl was shutting her locker. She jumped, immediately raising her arm to cover her eyes, and groaning at the sight of the flash.

"For the hundredth time, Julia, you know I hate cameras." A scowl quickly appeared on her face as the other girl happily grabbed the photo that was being produced. The strap of the camera is hanging from her neck.

"Oh, this came out perfect, 'Mia!" The girl, Julia, smiled, completely disregarding what her friend was saying. "Look!" She stood beside her and showed the picture.

The brown-haired girl, Amalia, narrowed her eyes at the picture. The picture showed her midway closing her locker with a bored expression on her face. She had just finished putting her textbooks inside, not wanting to carry them anymore. Amalia looked back at her friend, "I hate pictures, especially if I'm in them."

Julia sighed, rolling her eyes and stepping back from her friend. "I know, I know." She looked down at the picture and smiled. "But it's our freshman year! Wouldn't you like to look back when you were younger once we graduated?" She looked up with a wide smile. "To have pictures to show your kids when you're older?"

Amalia stared at the blonde, considering what her friend had said. "No," She bluntly answered. She turned around and walked towards the cafeteria.

Julia's smile faltered, and she ran after the brunette. She kept a hand on her camera, not wanting it to swing side-to-side and possibly hit someone walking by. "I know you don't mean that, 'Mia. I know you!"

"You're too energetic on a Monday," Amalia grunted in response. She opened one of the cafeteria doors for herself and her friend. "Have you seen Liam?" She asked, her eyes scanning the room as they entered. "I wanted to ask if he wanted to come with us to the lake next week." They went through the lunch line to grab food.

"Our teacher said his parents came to pick him up early," Julia answered as they got their lunch. She thinks back to the tense air around the boy as he got his things and left. "He was acting weird like he needed to be somewhere."

"Hm." Amalia looked around the cafeteria and spotted empty seats. "You think it has to do with the news? Maybe his parents are freaking out," She suggested as they sat down, digging into her food. "He's mentioned in the past how paranoid his parents are."

"Who knows." Julia shrugged her shoulders, uninterested in the topic. She took off her camera from around her neck and placed it on the table. "You can just ask him tomorrow."

"You're right." Amalia nodded as she picked at her food. "Did you hear that some schools are closing because of it? The kids over in Kent County are getting two weeks off."

Julia gasped, "What?" She groaned and hunched over, leaning her cheek on the palm of her hand. "Ugh, lucky. They always get the better treatment. Maybe we should switch schools."

"People have been saying we might also get two weeks off," Amalia said. She shifted in her seat and momentarily decided to voice out her worry, "Do you think it's serious?"

Julia caught onto her friend's worried tone. She straightened up her posture and gave Amalia her full attention as she said, "Whatever's going on is probably gonna blow over in a couple of weeks like everything else. I wouldn't worry too much about it, Amalia."

Amalia was quiet for a moment, not convinced, but nodded her head anyway. "Okay."