The day had passed with no major incidents. Claudya was more anxious by the hour. She had painting class, her favorite, but her mind was off. She could not concentrate on anything except to calm down her nerves.
Every time she went to the locker to change books at her locker, Nick would come behind her out of nowhere and would give her small kisses. She would stand and look at his back like a lost puppy wanting love. Luckily, she was snapping out of this fast.
One time or two she saw Pamela looking at her from across the corridor like she would like to stab her with daggers. Her best friends were trying to capture her attention with no use. Claudya had to leave quickly from there because she didn't want to get involved in an altercation with the future prom queen. Because sure as hell
