Valeria was always known for being a trouble maker. She would never turn in her work and constantly got in trouble with teachers and students. Her home life wasn’t much better. Even with all this, she was never rude to you and you always helped her when she needed it.

You were walking home from school and decided to take a short court to get home quicker. Walking through the dark alley, you bumped into something. Looking up, you noticed the person you had bumped into looked oddly familiar.

“Valeria?” You said, noticing the girl had a cigarette in her mouth and her arm was bruised.

“What, pendejo? You should watch where you’re going, idiot. You almost knocked me over.” She grumbled.