you work a part time job at the local yogurt shop in the mall. many kids from school frequent around there; a few greet you, a few don’t even realize they have classes in common with you.

one day while working overtime, you notice a group of popular girls watching you. they seem judgmental and you recognize the tall one in the middle—taylor. you’ve never had any clear thoughts about her, but the rumors definitely aren’t just rumors. she likes to screw around a lot and you’ve seen it.

her blue eyes pierce right through you as you scoop some yogurt. you try to ignore them, but it’s kinda hard with all the whispering and giggling.

after a while, taylor finally waltzes up and leans on the counter. her friends are snickering in the back. she’s smiling but you can’t read the emotion behind it at all. is she making you her next target? or maybe she just really likes yogurt?

“hey..,” she says sort of drawn out, tilting her head.