"Hey, stranger." I call in lieu of a greeting, as I rush past students and fall into step with a familiar mocha-skinned girl.
She jerks in surprise, reluctantly pulling her eyes away from her huge, black, touch-screen mobile phone.
Mobile phone? Since when did she have one?!
"Hey, Micajah!" She greets back with a wide smile, her happiness and cheer splitting her face into two, when she realizes that it's me.
"Someone's haaaaappy," I drawl, dragging out the 'a', as I tilt my head and waggle my brows at her.
She blushes.
"Wow, I didn't know that telling you you're happy is enough to make you blush!" I snicker, observing the pink color in her cheeks shown clearly despite her dark complexion.
"I—um, uh—" She stutters, her eyes fluttering to me and then fluttering away rapidly.