Mia
“Jas! Jas oh my God!” I paused for a moment to catch my breath as I finally caught up to Jasmine, holding onto her hand as I took in deep breaths. “I wasn't able to get our test sheets, please tell me you got them!”
Jasmine gave me a self-assured smile and then wiggled her eyebrows as she produced our test sheets from a binder.
“Oh my goodness!” I breathed, hugging her tight.
“I got held up in my last class because no one would let me sign the attendance sheet and – curse Professor Woodard for still using physical instead of virtual – by the time I got to the hall, I was told the sheets had already been distributed.”
Jasmine looked at me like I'd just wasted my breath with all that explanation. And then proceeded to say that I had,
“Seriously? You know you don't have to explain a
