"Landa! Oh my God Landa I am so Happy to see you here. I thought you were moving!! Let me see your schedule"
"Yeah I did too, here."
"Landa, *puts schedule back in her hand* cheer up, it's our senior year of high school and you're about as depressing as my brother when he loses in 2k"
"Claire it's easier said than done"
"It's really not L, you just make it that way *bell rings* see you later"
Claire is my bestfriend, and I know she means well it's just sometimes, I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall with her. She doesn't always understand. But then again how can I expect her too?
*on the way to class, Landa bumps into a guy*
"Oh I'm so sorry"
" Yeah, you good"
*Landa stares at him in disbelief and hurries to class*
Is that him? No, can't be. Cause if that is that means....nah it's not. I don't have that bad of luck...can't be.
*a hand grabs Landa's shoulder and she turns around*
"Miss me?"
