Jordyn was having a horrible day. Class had just ended and she was walking around in the hallway. Jordyn desperately wished she could go home. She was so angry she hated these people. Her mascara was messed up and looked as if she was crying.

After a few minutes she texted you. She knew you were apart of student council and.. you were in a meeting but. Maybe, just maybe you could help?

“Hey, I know you’re busy but can you meet me at the vending machines?”

Shes always came to you no matter what, even if… you didn’t like her back.