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10~

"Savannah, you won't believe what just happened, I need to tell you every detail!" Cara yelled at a blonde girl that she spotted at the distance and walked fastly towards her without losing sight of her notable hair. She walked past all of the people on her way carelessly, oblivious of the irritation and annoyance she brought all of them, but that was not new at all.

She bumped and pushed all of those students that were trying to walk to their classes, lockers, or even partners successfully avoiding mad people who would yell at her, which is surprising because she actually stepped in the middle of a make-out session with ease. But when she was finally close to the girl she was trying to reach, something unfortunate happened.

Of all the people, the person that had to stop her was Mrs. Hope, and it was not actually her... it was her coffee.

Have you ever had that moment when you see a person coming to the opposite direction that you're walking and you think about if you should pass that person by the left or by the right and when you're finally close to that person you both end "dancing" with each other not knowing what side to choose to avoid bumping into one another? Yeah, that happened to Cara, but instead of going left or right she walked straight to Mrs. Hope causing her black coffee to spill all over Cara's cute white silk shirt.

"Oh Cara, honey, I'm so sorry! Are you ok?" The coffee was hot, but not hot enough to severly burn her, but it still felt so horrible, surprisingly she was actually okay. The looking down at her shirt is what hurt the most.

After feeling the coffee's temperature now on her, Cara looked down at the huge stain that she got from the recent event showing incredible patience and no regrets, she had a goal in mind and that's all she was focused on at that moment, nothing else really mattered.

"Oh no don't worry! This happens to me all the time, usually in the mornings, this is already the third shirt I mess up today." She told Mrs. Hope with a big bright smile, hoping she would just leave her alone so she could share the news with her friend.

"I think you need to be more careful then." She was a teacher, that was obviously not funny but worrying to her.

"Oh totally, I always try to become a better person Mrs. Hope, like you always say. So don't worry about me, so if you don't mind I'm going to get going, there's something important I need to do." She started walking really slowly while babbling to Mrs. Hope never losing eye contact and showing obvious uncomfortableness.

"Important thing you need to do? Like going to the bathroom to clean yourself?" The teacher innocently asked when Cara was already walking away, Cara turned around and responded:

"Mmmmmm... Yes." Cara ran away.

She was already a few steps away from her friend but when she reached out for her shoulder she realized that there is a girl in school that really looks like Savannah, with the black beanie and everything.

"Oh my god, sorry, you really look like my friend, at least from the back." Cara slowly stepped away from the stranger really embarrassed and feeling stupid for what she did to get to her.

The girl gave her a top to bottom look before chuckling and pointing to her shirt.

"What the hell happened to you, can you be any more stupid than you already are?" All the girls around her started laughing at her and making derogatory remarks about Cara, and that's when she realized that the blonde girl is actually in her class and is very very popular.