The sound of metal clanging echoed throughout the hallways. I shut my locker instinctively, mimicking the familiar moves that happens in high school. A voice shattered my peaceful reminisce.
"Heeey." Nikki leaned against the cool, freshly painted blue lockers adjacent to mine. "Ready for another tortuous day of bullshit education?" She finished it off with a weak fist pump while her other hand gripped her history things.
"You know it!" I chirped in a cheerleading attitude. As we shuffled down the hall towards our class, Melissa roughly bumped shoulders with me. "You are going watch where you’re going next time, or do you need some four-eyes?" I snapped.
"Says the girl who bumped into me. You should stop talking to yourself. It's not healthy." Her gray eyes narrowed, and she flicked her
