Marshall looked at the girl before the doers opened and other people started to pour inside.
His fists clenched.
He’ll deal with her later.The velvet red head coward feeling his glare without even a glance. She gathered up her stuff as the doors opened and subtly hurried out of the room to her first class.
Her college English, class. After that she had art with Marshall and she wasn’t looking forward to that.He gathered his stuff and followed the crowd to their first class.
As the red head walked into class, she looked at everyone nervously. Before takin her seat at the back of the class.
She sighed and took out her things and waited for the bell to ring. When it did the teacher walked in.
First period took forever to get through. She. Continuously looked out the window at the gloomy grey sky. Anxiously anticipating the tortures that came with art class more so today then any day previous. Marshall had bullied and picked on her since middle school when she first moved here.
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