"Hey wait up" I called out to Lydia. "What's up?" She yelled down the hallway as I ran up to her. "Where's Becca?" I asked her when I caught up. "Um she said she had to go to her locker, why?" She asked. "I just have to ask her something, I'll be right back" I told her as I walked away. "Hey, babe i have to ask you something." I said as I walked up to Becca as she was closing her locker. "What is it?" Becca said with a worried look on her face. I stood there for a few seconds "Um......never mind" Becca grabbed my hand and said "let's go to class we have three minutes left to get there".
As we turned into our classroom the bell rang, the only bad part about this class is I sit across the room from Becca and Lydia. But me and Becca always find a way to look up and make eye contact for 5 minutes. English class is so boring when you have nothing to do but write notes and doodle demonic faces on your paper. This weeks subject was poetry so I had no interest at all but Becca and Lydia did. They are very good poets, well at least I think so.
