I kept running to class; not because I was late, but because running was a rush. My book bag dragged me down in only a minute of running and I gave up, looking around the hallway and thinking. My soft hair quickly falling into my face and obscuring my view, blast, if I wasn't trying to hide all the bubbling gay in my heart I would cut it.

I stopped outside the classroom knocking on the door quickly and looking through the narrow rectangle window, Roxy opened the door and i smiled. "Hey R" I chirped with a smile going to sit in my desk which was right next to her "what did I miss?" I ask grabbing my notebook and a new pencil. "nothing much M" she shrugged. When we were around 12 we agreed to call each other by the letter in our name because we equally hated our names, hers was a dog name and mine was a boys name. I could tell today was going to be a long day.