HAYLEY
“Who would have thought Shakespeare could sound so lethargic?” Corey says as we walk out of Lit class.
I'm already snickering when Mrs Cooper steps out just behind us. Her eyes rake over myself and Corey as we both fold our lips inside, biting back our fit of laughter. The woman lets out a small, dismissive sound in our direction, before continuing down the hallway.
Yep, she definitely heard Corey's jab at her reading session.
Still stifling a laugh, I turn to my friend. “Your big mouth will be the end of you someday, trust me.”
“More like the end of us,” she grins.
I shake my head, laughing, as I clutch the strap of my bag over my shoulder. Together, we start towards the cafeteria for lunch.
“So…” Corey drags out, before turning to face me. “How did your lab date yeste
