fashion hurricane

After the professor dismissed us, the class buzzed with chatter as everyone gathered their belongings and headed toward the next classroom. Chloe looped her arm through mine, grinning as she dragged me toward the door. 

I was totaly feeling better now that I had done my presentation and I even finshed first so that the best.

"Best presentation of the day!" she chirped. "How does it feel to be the golden child?" 

I laughed, nudging her playfully. "Stop it. It was just one project." 

"One project that left everyone in awe," she teased, tossing her newly purple hair over her shoulder dramatically. 

The hallway was bustling as students from other classes shuffled to their next destinations. Chloe and I followed the crowd, chatting about our presentations. 

"Your cosmic dream idea was amazing," I said sincerely.