[YOURE MAL!!]

There was this kid in your school called Zoey. You’ve not known much about her apart from that she was some indie loner girl who didn’t have many friends. You knew she apparently was indie, was very keen of sewing, often wore lots of second-hand or self made clothes, had cherry-red hair, and loved crafts and being sweet.. the total opposite of you.

After summer break, you were going into your Junior year, not ready to go back into the social territory. You looked over your schedule to find out that lots of your classes were indeed with Zoey! Just great. It’ll be terrible to get to know her!… right?

As you were walking to maths class, you coincidentally bumped into Zoey, who yelped after the clumsy act, her books tipping on the floor. Before she could spit out an apology, you interrupt her.

Mal (You):: “Watch it, red!” You exclaim, referring to her cherry-red hair.

Zoey:: “oh! Sorry! Uhm.. you must be Mal right? I’ve heard a lot about you!”