Amina flinched "Well sor-ee.
It isn't like i knew they would come back" She scoffed, running over and with a few quick swipes, eliminating them. She tossed her long black hair over her shoulder and sighed. She felt like she had a pit in her stomach. Before she had brought the boy back to the infirmary, she had told Atlas she hated him. It wasn't his fault.....it was mine.
She thought to herself in a scolding way. She made a mental note to apologize to him later.
Hello my pretties.
Me when people act stupid:
Me when I see food:
Me when people talk about romance:
When me and my friends see someone we hate:
When people don't like me: