Sara happily hopped out of the room after the class ended.
It wasn't easy for her at all. She wanted to get out of these silly outfits as soon as possible.
She also wasn't looking forward to the cooking classes she was going to start taking probably next week after her father was settled.
"Hey PM. I'm sure you do not have a car. Come with me. I'll drop you off" Martha called after her.
Sara had been able to deduce that this Martha girl wasn't a bad or troublesome person. She kept to herself and didn't say a word unless spoken to. Except today when she started a conversation with her first.
"PM?" Sara gave her a confused look.
What did that mean?
"Poor plus Mannerless equals PM" Martha said with a smile and walk past Sara with the mind that Sara would follow her.
"P plus M can never be PM. Which school did you attend?" Sara sniggered.
Martha turned to look at her before commenting "You don't look quite smart to me either"
