I was standing by my locker trying to get my stuff organized when I felt a sudden gust of wind. Time for hell.

I turned around and I was instantly swarmed with girls left and right who were trying to talk to me. I struggled to shut my locker than I felt someone start to cling to me. I tried shaking them off, but they wouldn't budge.

"Hi! Um, I'm trying to get to my next class. If you guys wouldn't mind moving?"

I ask, seemingly stressed. That's when I noticed her. A girl was standing across the hallway, a small purse like backpack slung over her shoulder. She looked tiered. Monotone. But at the same time, she looked pissed.