"Wait!" She calls as she hops out of my car and rushes to my side grabbing my arm.
"He might be here!" She whispers with a panicked look in her eyes.
"It's okay bebe I wont let him hurt you, you need to break it off though." I tell her slowly.
She looks at me for a few moments then looks away quickly.
"Here let's worry about that later, we'll go get our schedules now." I tell her and start dragging her to the front office.
"Mia Taylor and Deven Rown" I tell the secretary as we get to the desk.
"here you go sweetie" She says with a smile my way before turning to help the next people. I drag Mia back out of the office and we stand by our lockers opening the folders.
I look at my class list.
Period 1 - Chemistry - Mr Blade
Room 26
Period 2- French - Mrs Henke
Room 66
Period 3- Trigonometry - Mrs Hall
Room 440
Period 4- Psychology - Mrs Jemmsie
Room 42
Period 5- LUNCH
Period 6- English - Mr Bradshaw
Room 22
Period 7- Gym - Coach Beaste
Gymnasium
"Oh lord" I hear Mia mutter as she looks over her sheet. I shrug at mine and look at hers.
"Switch?" I ask and she nods.
I look through hers and see we have almost identical schedules except when I'm in Trig she has Pre Cal and where I have French she has Spanish.
"Not that bad" I tell her with a large smile and she sighs in relief.
"Almost every class but two!" She says with a huge, happy smile.
"Lets get to class" I tell her as I grab her arm and walk towards the science wing.
***
Sara's POV
I groan as I hear Tiffany's phone alarm blaring.
I open my eyes slowly and see that Char is still sleeping cuddled up to me. I start to giggle and Char mumbles something inaudible and I see her open her eyes.
"Ohmigods" She says so quick I almost didn't hear her and she falls off the couch and onto the floor, hard.
"Yeah, apparently I'm your new teddy bear." I tell her with a wink and she groans and physically face palms herself.
"No"
"Yep" I smile and stand up
Char groans again and hits her head of the side of my couch.
"You know I don't care hunna" I tell her seriously and she looks at me.
"You sure?" She asks and I can tell she's close to tears.
"You're my sister, I don't care if you like girls or if you use me as a pillow" I tell her then point to the wet spot on my shirt "Although next time, I would appreciate no drool on my shirt" I tell her.
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