Playing Your Game

Prep overs were usually the time most of the students move to their lockers to pick whatever book they might need for the morning lessons before class actually starts– so finding the hallways busy once again wasn't something new.

Tina and her friends huddled into the crowded hallway, her foreboding evident on her face as they sauntered through the crowd to their lockers.

“This is getting weirder Tina,” Bella muttered while she turned the keys to her locker. “Do you think we should just go and confess?” She inquired.

With these words, Tina slammed her locker shut– throwing Bella the deadly glare as she took a step closer to her.

“We. do.no. such. thing.” She sneered, poking a finger into her chest. Without another word, Tina instinctively sized Bella up– strolling past her as she shoved her shoulders into hers; making the latter stagger a bit to the side.