Fleur trotted behind the others, scuffing her converse on the floor. She wore a plain loose and flowy grey tank-top with a black sports bra under it. I also wore leggings. I pushed my dark brown hair out of my face, walking faster to catch up with the others. I was fairly sure that they were all older than me.
Parker scowled at Dalton,"I'll just sit on the floor," I sighed. I cracked my knuckles,"I know right, what if they're just spoiled brats or you know like crazed fans that want our hair so they can clone us," I answered laughing a bit.
Parker scowled at Dalton,"I'll just sit on the floor," I sighed. I cracked my knuckles,"I know right, what if they're just spoiled brats or you know like crazed fans that want our hair so they can clone us," I answered laughing a bit.

