The bell finally rang and I was excited because I had one more class and it was my favorite class photography. I was walking down the hallway and I saw Mason, he goes the same way but he goes to art class instead. Normally we walk together since we go the same way anyway.
He was waiting by a door frame and waved at me with a smile. I smiled back and waved. "Hey what's up Mason?" He laughed a bit and said "Nothing much how about you Sam?" He smiled after and I smiled back before looking down and answered. "Oh you know, the usual."
He laughed a bit and said "Ah history really does suck, shall we go?" He ushered down the hall. I said "Yes when doesn't it, and yes we shall." I laughed and then we started walking. He knew what my classes were and I knew what his were, so we would about talk about how class was or how it sucked or if it was extra boring.
We kept talking and he asked me how my day was so far. I would answer and ask him the same. The conversation never stops, every once in a while he would say something funny and we would both laugh. We kept talking the whole way until we got to my class and said our goodbyes.
YOU ARE READING
The Mask
Non-FictionSorry if this book sucks it's my first one. But this story is about a girl who people think she is perfect and has a perfect life. And people want to have her life. But as soon as she gets home her world isn't as perfect as everyone thinks.
