"Hey, boba girl!" Someone called me from behind as I dragged my feet ever so slowly toward the school.
I am feeling more tired and sick now. I am walking for half an hour now and I didn't even cross the half of the distance of my school. It's almost eight fifteen now. I stopped hearing the voice. I can't drag my feets anymore anyway.
A car stopped by my side. I have seen the car before. It is the same car that Ryan was driving that day. The window of the car rolled down and Jared's face was seen.
"Hi.." I said in a weak tone with a small and weak smile.
I waved my hand a little at him. I looked further beside him, at Ryan. He was sitting in the driving seat while looking ahead of him with a blank look on his face. He didn't look at me.
"Are you okay?" Jared asked in a really decent and friendly tone. "You look sick." He immediately added.