her locker wouldn't budge.
for the past, what, fifteen minutes? yeah, fifteen, she had been trying and trying again. she's never been all that good with locks.
she sighed, exasperated. a lanky boy with dark brown hair walked over to her. he chuckled at her before opening the lock with ease.
"that's my locker."
well, shit.
"sorry! i didn't know! i thought i had locker 99..."
he took her paper and chuckled again. "you have 66, my friend."
"ooooh."
"i'm matthew north."
"laura palmer."
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Cool Kids
Teen Fiction❝I wish that I could be like the cool kids, 'cause all the cool kids, they seem to fit in.❞ Kwensi's new to the country, so he needs to be accepted by a large community of his schoolmates, or so he thinks. ❝She sees them walking in a straight li...
