Alisha used to consider herself a lucky person…or at the very least, she never thought that she was the type of person who would be plagued with consistent stream of bad luck of any kind but man, she was really starting to reconsider that thought. It felt as though her whole week was being tailored to do nothing but test her patience, and to do so in the worst possible way.
From the moment she had first stepped in class, Alisha had felt something off. It took her only mere seconds to notice why she felt that way when her eyes caught Hayley’s forlorn face staring at Zyean’s vacant seat. Hayley hadn’t noticed Alisha and by the time she did, by the time she looked up, Alisha had practically stomped to her seat, seething silently as irritation sparked in her. Something about the sight of her
