With little energy, the pin spins between her fingers. Letting her fingers drop from her jacket, a heavy sigh passes her lips. Her mind is elsewhere, as the mood is dull around her.
Despite the mood, her appearance tells a different opinion. Her clothes give a quiet and soft tone, as the colors she wears are subtle, but noticeable against the tone of her skin.
With a quiet thud, Angel is pulled from her thoughts, seeing a crumpled paper on top of her desk. For a moment she glances around, finding the culprits as they snicker.
A quiet sigh escapes Angel's lips before turning to her desk. Her nimble fingers unfold the crumpled paper, the sound bouncing through the nearly silent room.
Angel feels her breathing hitch, a deep red growing among her cheeks. Staring at the insult before her, Angel shakes her head silently. Smoothly, she pushes the paper from her desk, deciding it'd be best to finish her quiz.
Another thud takes her out of her mind, this time the back of her head. A quiet puff moves past her lips, pushing loose curls before they fall back against her face. Pushing her glasses up with force, she places her pencil on the paper again, trying to finish the last question. When another thud echoes in her mind, her mouth opens before her mind can think.
She stands up swiftly, turning to the culprits once more as words of anger past her lips. However, it's mute to Angel, not hearing anything before the teacher yells her name, forcing the last word to be stuck in Angel's throat. Fucker.
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Claire Standish
molly ringwaldAngel Lopez
kiera pleaseJohn Bender
judd nelson
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