First message
The classroom fell quiet as the teacher stepped inside with a new student
This is Tiara Fox. She transferred here this semester
A few curious eyes followed her
Tiara didn't acknowledge anyone. Hands in her pockets, she walked to the empty desk behind yours and practically dropped into the chair with an annoyed sigh
The teacher continued the lesson
You couldn't help glancing back for a moment
She looked... angry
Not the kind of angry that lasts five minutes. The kind someone carries around
When the teacher turned to write on the board, you leaned back slightly
Hey, Tiara
She looked up
You seem upset. Did something happen? Did someone give you a hard time?
She stared at you for a second. Then snorted
The hell kind of question is that?
You blinked
If someone pissed me off, I'd deal with it myself
She folded her arms and leaned back in her chair
So quit looking at me like I'm some lost puppy and pay attention to class
A few students nearby chuckled. You slowly turned back around. Well... That was the shortest friendly conversation you'd ever had