Best Friends

Imagine- Your walking toward the building of your school and meet you friends. One with glasses and dark brown hair, one with light brown hair and no glasses, and the other with blonde hair and blue glasses. None of them are silent except the blonde hair one. I always try to get her to talk. Once we get to the steps, we take a big step back, and start to try and run up the stairs. It gets hard when your class is on the top floor. We all get to our classes, and don’t see each other all day. At the the end of the day we start talking random again, telling each other what weird or exotic things happen in class.