Mar 10, 2015
It was a hot spring afternoon when school evened at Will Rogers High. The young brunette was making her way through the crowed halls on the second floor of the building. She pushed and shoved the weaker kids out of her way. She had a date coming to pick her up at seven and only three hours to get ready wasn't enough for her, she was already running late. As Victoria stumbled into the student parking lot. As she went to open her door when she she saw a pair of old blue washed jeans with a pair of dirty high tops; knock offs, of course lean against her door. Victoria's head lifted as her key came back out the door.
"Get your generic, filthy jeans off my car, and stop being so vagrant. That's coming from everyone Abigail."
