"Tiff, what’s your first class?" Stacey asked as she and Tiffany left the university registrar’s office.
Tiffany stopped and starred at the first of many papers she had clenched in her
fist. Repeatedly blowing bubbles and snapping her gum she perused the class
list. "Psy.... Oh, My, God! Stac, look over there, that guy has two metal
spikes protruding from under his lip and a bull ring in his nose.
Like, No, Way! Seriously? Stacey turned to gawk at the guy standing in the line
to her right but in doing so spied another unique character. "Tiff, Tiff,
she said while smacking Tiffany on the forearm.”Check out this chick! Who
dressed her this morning she looks like she’s dead with that black dress and
pale skin. That’s like totally bogus! You won't find anything that heinous in
Don't be such a drama queen Stac, were not in Cali anymore.