I sat by my best friend and laughed. We were at the mall, sitting on a bench, eating Sour Straws. I tossed my red hair and crossed my tanned, strong legs. Mickaylah, my best friend, continued to tell her amazingly old joke. Her straight dirty blonde hair fell onto her shoulders and hers white-blue eyes sparkled. "So, Jessica, What are you an your green eyes doing tomorrow?" she asked, finishing her joke. "I have no idea, but Mickaylah, is everything ok? You've seemed a little... Depressed lately. A little distant ya know?" I replied. She let out an annoyed sigh. "Whatever!" she said, looking away. I let a giggle escape my lips. "Ok then-" I began. I was cut off by Macie, the most popular girl in our small highschool, Uptown High. "So can I sit here?" she asked Mickaylah. Mickaylah pushed me off the bench. "Wha-" I yelped. Macie sat down in my spot, her Blonde hair flowing, and her Speckled Gold eyes fierce. "Who is...she?" Macie asked, looking down at me. Mickaylah glanced away. "I don't Know. Some loser who sat down by me..." Well that's the start of my story! I'm so very sorry, but Ive already gotten most of my story planned out. I guess I can fit in a few people like 2 clique members or a few random people bit ya know
Name: Luka Looks: blue grey eyes with platnium blond hair. She has a slim athletic body. Rarely talks when she does people listen. Softball junkie. Personality: straight foward and blunt. She can be comforting when she needs to be. Never leaves a debt unpaid. Trademark: Her long hair is always in a high ponytail.