"Cool. Where did Anna go? She's probably still with Sam," Allison mumbled as she stepped into their classroom. "She's always been like this ever since Sam came into her life."
She took a breath, shoved her glasses back up the bridge of her nose, and started the long, heavy steps toward her desk. Without Anna with her, every corner at school felt like a den of lions.
Erica sat dead center, flanked by her usual "vipers"; Marcus leaned against a desk nearby, pretending to be busy with his phone.
"Disgusting nerd," Chloe said as the bird's nest hair approached.
As Allison passed, Marcus’s leg snapped out across the aisle. Her foot caught his heavy sneaker. She fell on the floor, then Marcus stepped on her hand, pinning it to the floor.
She looked at the floor as if regretting it. Should I
