10
"Morning bitches," Bea muttered in a tired tone, rubbing her eyes as she leaned against the locker next to mine while I pulled my books out.
I turned to look at her and smiled cheekily, "Morning, lovely. You," I pointed at her, "should smile more."
Bea narrowed her eyes at me in a sketched manner and then looked at Jade. They shared a look with their eyes but I was too lost right now to understand what they were silently saying.
"Jasmine," Bea spoke sternly as she brought her face close to mine and looked me in the eyes with her eyes narrowed on me.
I laughed as I pushed her away, feeling as light as a feather. "Personal space, Beatrice. Jesus, your breath smells minty fresh."
"Bea..." Jade spoke slowly, her tone concerned.
Bea didn't listen. Instead she placed her hands on my sh
