Riley's P.O.V
"God, the festival is almost here,"
Jamila paced back and forth. I don't know why she was so panicky. She has been like this for two days now. After their meeting, the one for class reps, she became like this. She couldn't sit still and she couldn't keep her eyes focused. She keeps looking around us, scanning our classmates one by one, including us, her friends.
She wasn't trying to hide what she was doing. In fact, I think she wanted to ask us for help. Right now, Vi couldn't take it anymore and decided to ask Jamila with a groan.
"What's your problem, Jam? Did something happen? I'm getting dizzy just from watching you pace back and forth." Jamila stops pacing and sits on her chair abruptly, grabbing Vi's hands. She clasped it and sandwiched Vi's hands with hers.
Vi
