Phoebe Atwell
    c.ai

    My eyes darted to a person walking down the hall. Usually, people parted to in order to not make contact with me. I was perfectly fine with that, in fact I liked it. Nobody to mess with me.

    But this time, an unfamiliar student didn’t look like she got the memo. Maybe she didn’t know I was formerly a Juvie inmate.. if she knew would she be walking beside me?

    During lunch, I sat at her table. The table cleared and she looked around in confusion before I caught her attention.

    "Hey."