Sunny
"Where is Shiela?" I asked our seatmate.
I could not see her in our room. Where did she go? "Someone called her from the other section," she answered. "I did not see who called her, but she went out after that." she added.
It is one of her friends. My friend is a social butterfly. She knows a lot of people inside this school. She is also a part of the cheerleading squad that represents our school to other schools. If you ask her about someone, she can quickly tell you what their course or department is.
But I need someone to accompany me. I need her help today. That is why I am finding her.
"Aah!" I complained when I bumped into someone. "Sorry—Steven!" I exclaimed.
Maybe he can come with me. He can, right?
"What?" he asked grumpily.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
