School is so annoying.
The fact that I have to walk there with Violet is even worse. She was so full of energy, chirping away with Phil who was all smiles, going on and on about some series they were both reading. The two were happy to be going back, couldn’t wait to get there. Nerds.
When Violet touched Phil’s hair, saying, “It’s getting so long,” I felt my patience snap.
Pushing between the two of them, I glared down at Phil. “Hurry up.”
He glared back. “Rude.”
“You’re walking too slow,” I grumbled, wondering why he looked so peeved. Was their conversation so important anyway? Why was he always talking to Violet? And why do I care? Forcing my eyes forward, away from Phil, I huffed, walking faster, ignoring Violet when she asked, “What’s his problem?”
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