Why hadn't the fourth girl spoken? I wondered, letting my eyes roam the lanky figure of the girl, who was short and wore nerd glasses. The girl had a slightly spiked hair, as if they had just been pulled.
My eyes rested and remained on her hands which were clasped in front of her. She wasn't looking at me, rather she was staring at the floor like it was telling her something of her importance. She was also carrying more than one bag. Now that I see it clearly, she was carrying the bag of the blondie.
I knew because the blondie wasn't carrying any. She was rather staring at me with annoyance mixed with faint curiosity. I wouldn't be surprised if she was Chyra, noting the stance which reminded me of Peter and his brother, Dim. Yet, my eyes withdrew back to the fourth girl whom I hadn't heard her voice.
Another Levina.
Of course , I could tell that she was their foot mat, another of their bullied.
