"I can't believe Mr. Brunner sprung that pop quiz on us!" Andie ranted. She marched down the sidewalk, the sleeves of her button up plaid shirt wrapped around her waist. It draped over her bum and hips. "He just taught us the lesson for five minutes and expected us to get a perfect score?! What kind of day did he have to take it out on us?"
She stopped and whirled her head, mouth poised open.
Whatever she else had to say died in her throat.
Eve had fallen behind. She hugged her books close to her chest while she stared at the pavement. A million things occupied her mind, transporting her out of the real world much like a book would—except there was no life in her eyes.
Andie dropped her frustrated expression. "Eve?"
"Hm?" Eve blinked, breaking out of her reverie. "I'm sorry. Can you repeat that?"
Her best friend sighed and shook her head. "It's nothing important. Come on, I'm sure the twins are excited to go home this weekend."
Have a good day!
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