Jackie brought this girl over to us. She seemed a little shy and goth - ish. She had a visible scratch on her face and one on her shoulder.
She didn't seem to nice, but Jackie said differently. Maren and myself talked about it, staying behind, far enough from the other three."Do you think she looks sick?" Maren asked, jumping up and down. "I don't know why you'd be happy if someone was sick, Mar Dog." I said, catching up to her. "Dude.. Sick can mean someone getting sick.. Or just being really really cool." She said, grabbing onto my arm as we walked.

"Oh.. Anyways! I feel like I have a SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIPPPPP!" I whisper - yell. We both look ahead, seeing Jackie holding onto Asher's arms, ready to protect her from Persy. "Okay, maybe it's not happening Now but I saw Asher staring across the street to Sapphire!" I whisper - yelled again. Be both giggled and caught up with the others, as they reached the school doors. We all walked to the office to get Asher's schedule. Our first class is Ms. Meghan, and our last class is Mr. Monron. Asher had Ms. Sally, the animation teacher. She seemed really excited. I had Ms. Sally second. I had Mr. Marlyn.

I could see why Asher would be into the animation class. Plus, Ms. Sally is amazing! She is sweet, chill, and is always saying YOLO. She says stuff like, " So if you this here, then a bit this way, then farther until it's too your liking, then go back, but you could put it here, then over here for an animatic, but YOLO." She was the best. Apparently she was really into art and animation. Like me! The bell rings loudly throughout the three story school.

Asher looks at the schedule, checks the classroom number and waves. "By guys!" She shouted happily. "Bye!" we all said back in sync.