Zayla
As I stormed into the office, I looked down at my phone. “Great, the whole screen was completely cracked, UGH, I had coffee all down the front of me. Lucky for me, I had a change of clothing, but unfortunately, they were gym clothes. Great, just great. “What happened to you? “Mrs. Parker asked her to come around her desk. “Just a wall jumping out at me. I laugh dryly. “Were you texting and walking again?” she asked, her eyebrows raised. “Yes,” I sighed, looking down, flustered.
The guy from the hall walked in after I heard the office door open. Mrs.Parker turned around to greet him. He stared at me as if he were looking at my soul or something. He had the most mesmerizing honey-brown eyes. I shook my head back to attention. “Mrs. Parker, I am going to go change my clothes, “I told
