I turned back and noticed a girl around my height standing behind me.
She had dark auburn hair that curled down her back and curious brown eyes.
"Hi! I'm Allie!" She said with a smile.
"Uh hi, I'm Sienna." I said, allowing part of my mouth to pull a smirk.
"I noticed Frances was giving you a hard time, hm?" Questioned Allie as she tapped her chin.
"Oh, yeah it's no big deal, she does it all the time." I said, re-calling all the times Frances had commented on what I was wearing or how I looked or acted around people.
"Eh, don't let it get to you, anyways I was just wondering if you maybe wanted to be friends?" Said Allie as she tilted her head, smiling innocently at me.
I looked behind her and around her carefully.
"Is this some kind of joke?" I questioned her.
"No? Why would it be?" Allie said as she began to get irritated.
"Sorry, never mind, but sure I guess." I said, unsure if I made the right choice accepting her offer.
"You have to meet my friend, Anna, you should come over this weekend!" She said with a cheery tone, handing me a piece of paper which seemed to be her address.
"Okay." I said calmly, taking the paper.
"Cya tomorrow then!" She said, waving and going out the front doors.
I looked at the address and suddenly realized it was where the huge house in our city were. No wonder she was wearing brands like Gucci and Prada.
I just shrugged and stuffed the paper in my jean pocket, closing my locker and making my way to my car outside.
YOU ARE READING
It's Complicated
Fiction généraleYou stand there, looking me up and down. I look back at you but shifting my eyes downwards. You straighten your posture, and walk away.