luvin-muzic

She walked down the hallway, a long sleeved sweater covering her, her books held close to her chest as she walked. People around her passed her by, ignoring her, laughing at personal jokes, smiling at crushes and friends and teachers. She just continued to walk, looking down at the floor, watching her Converse shoes step on the hard floor, the other shoes walking around or beside her, but never towards her. No, she was never walked to. Turning she entered the classroom, seeing her seat in the front of the room, one row away from the wall, sitting on it silently. As she put her books on her desk, she heard her teacher call for order in his c