𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐝𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐲 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐅𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐫

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝟐

The scarlet haired girl stood
at her,

damaged
locker.

Actually,

to be exact,

it looked more murdered than anything.

The one and only,

Cause of death,

books.

Though she didn't mind her
injured locker.

Though
she was scared the door
wouldn't close.

"ANNE! ANNE!"
She turned to the blondie

who
was in the mist
of an
attention
hunt.

Ruby became Anne's
"close friend" after

Diana left school.

Anne wouldn't exactly call Ruby
her
"Best friend."

Or anything like
what her certain past
friendships
had.

But it was nice
not being alone.

"Morning Ruby."
Her expression on the verge of blankness.

"What happened to you yesterday?"

"Blythe, Detention."

"Blah, Blythe."

Her voice focused on the 'th' part.

"I am not a Gilbert Blythe fan."

The freckled girl snorted.

"Very, funny Ruby."

"Whatever Anne,
I have to go to class."

Ruby muttered,
flipping her golden locks
and
Leaving the girl at her locker.

The redhead had scored herself
3 weeks of detention after the
"incident".

Crap, more days with the
rude-

"GILBERT BLYTHE,
PLEASE REPORT TO THE
OFFICE."

She watched as the bruised face boy walked down the hall,
Not taking a second to look at
the redhead.

Scratch that
a VERY

idiotic
and
scary

Gilbert Blythe.