Indi nodded her head as he walked into their advanced English class.
He nodded back before sitting next to Lia, a nervous Australian girl who had moved there at the beginning of the term. She was pale and had dark curls, nothing like she was stereotypical thought to be like.
She smiled at him.
He shot her what resembled a smile before facing the front, ignoring the chatter he didn't choose to congregate in.
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Atticus and Indi.
SpiritualIndi is an atheist, vegetarian ; who orders chocolate milk from a juice bar every Wednesday. Four minutes later, she sits in a confessional sipping her milk that has been placed into a juice cup and talks of her life. On the other side of the scree...
