You always had your three other friends. You got to class with them and did you thing.

Your art class went on a trip and after you were done, you had to wait for your father to pick you up.

As you were waiting, two of your friends waited with you. Declan, one of your classmates, got to you.

“Hey.” He says.

“Hey.” I greeted and gave him a smile. “Also waiting for someone?” I asked.

He shook his head. “No, I wanted to ask something.” He says. “Can I have your snap?” He asked.