you stare up at her with confusion and hurt...she's changed...ever since she's gotten knew friends she's started to distance herself from you at school...she looks back at you with...regret...? It doesn't matter...a couple hours later during lunch you send her a text... "we're done." Her breath hitches as she stands up...quickly going to find you...

"What the hell...what the hell...what the hell..."

she mumbles to herself looking in every classroom to find you