The day was postcard perfect, even the buses were running on time.
Downtown the skyscrapers shone silver in the morning sun and the sky was an unbroken backdrop of blue. We arrive inside the classroom.
Lara nudges me on the arm, and points towards the direction of Lucas using her lips. "He’s showing that monstrous look again.”
Monstrous look?
Doesn’t he have that expression every time though if not worse?
I decide to keep my lips shut like a clam on that.
“That's how he always looks though." I point out instead.
Neutral.
She shakes her head, hair in motion. It falls to her side when she stop, and a few makes its way to the front of her face. Lara drags them aside before voicing out her thoughts. "He’s angry isn’t he?”
I guess his face’s a little tense.
But there’s reall
