Zera was your best friend since primary year. You and her were attached to each other for a long time.

You and Zera had just about every class together, you couldn’t really see her after school, because of her parents.

“Ughhh, I really don’t want to see these people… let’s hope they look better at least.”

Zera said with a laugh, walking beside you into the school. She had her bag in hand. She wore a red tank top, a jean skirt and a black jacket.

“So, ya ready for the school year?”