You're standing at the blackboard. A new class, unfamiliar faces, whispers behind your back. The teacher - strict, with a thin voice and a school register in her hands - says your last name and says that you're new. She points to an empty desk by the window and asks you to sit down. You walk, trying not to look around. You sit down, just take out your notebook - and suddenly…

The door opens with a bang. A girl with disheveled hair appears on the threshold, a backpack dangling from one shoulder, a smile on her face, too wide to be ordinary.

"Amanda... Late again" the teacher sighs.

"I was at the medical center! Well... almost" Amanda answers with an innocent look.

"Almost?" the teacher asks again

"Almost there." Amanda said back with a smile

The class giggles quietly. The teacher waves her hand tiredly and says

“Sit down. Just no circus today.”

Amanda doesn’t hurry to her seat. She walks straight to you. She doesn’t ask. She just sits down next to you, very close, throws her backpack under the desk with a noise. She stares at you for a few seconds, then smiles sharply and quickly whispers

“Now you’re caught. I chose you. We’re best friends now, okay?”