Fast forward to Friday.
"Hey Iris you're coming to the game right?" I ask as Iris and I sit on the steps by the band room and locker room, talking after school. She looks at me as if to say really? Are you really asking me that?
"Okay okay stupid question." I say in surrender. It is an away game. Neither of us usually goes to those. "You're hair color is showing dear." Iris teases referring to my blonde hair. I roll my eyes, "For the last time I'm not blonde." She snorts a laugh, "You'd better tell your hair that sweetie." We both laugh a little.