"Did you guys go right instead of left by the flagpost too?" Milo asks. Feli doesn't know, she's never been one for maps. Junie was taking care of the directions.
"I guess so, yeah," She responds, glancing over her shoulder. The three girls look absolutely disgusted by the world and her contents, while England, Sunny and Junie are laughing together. She's glad to see it, because deep down she feels bad for England. He's crushing bad on Milo, and she'll obviously never be interested.
"I'm glad I wore my martens today," Milo continues, gesturing at her feet. She's wearing a very muddy pair of chunky black Doc Martens.
"Twins!" Feli cries happily, thinking about her slightly less-cool boots. They're not the same model as Milo's, but they sure are Doc Martens, and that's good enough.
YOU ARE READING
Stockholm Style
De TodoA group of friends navigate the hallways of a swedish high school. (short parts) (funny) (daily updates)
