Rhea wanted to punch the wall and also disappear into it. Like always, she had ruined her day by picking up a fight with her best friend, even if it was about her not liking Severus Snape and her best friend loving him. She had picked up a fight and a fight was a fight; yes, with flailing hands and a lot of swearing. She had let her anger get more of her. And what was most appalling was, that her best friend had called James Potter a sissy!
Sulking in her chair, she looked out of the window feeling the emptiness of the chair beside her. No, I wont apologies; she chanted in her mind again and again, Shreya can go rot in hell for all I care.
However, just before she could burn in her boiling inner frustration, a flying ball of paper landed onto her lap. Looking around for the apathetic intruder intruding on her daily scowling routine, she opened up the ball and flattened its creases.
Stop grumbling, will you? The note read.
She looked up from the note with a raised eyebrow and saw Shreya, sitting in the front row, unconsciously pouting like a puppy at her. Rhea didn’t let even a hint of a smile crease her face. No, she couldn’t let Shreya make her laugh so easily. Nuh uh.
So, Rhea crumbled the page and let it fall casually onto the floor.
After four periods, a break and thorough ignoring of each other, the two were seen laughing in the corner of the class once again. This time talking about how awful the Percy Jackson movie was.
Dedicated to my best friend, as a kind of thanks, I guess.
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