"....Can't we go where Oliver is now?"
In the bustling corridors of the academy, Aaliyah grumbled, her crimson eyes glancing around with a bored expression on her face.
"Stup up and stay with us," Miley, walking beside her, scolded, her orchid hair bouncing as she moved, "you are always like Oliver this, Oliver that. Can't you enjoy time with us?"
"Honestly, I can't," Aaliyah replied nonchalantly, "especially not with you."
"What did I do?" Miley rebuked, with an absurd look on her face.
"Guys, can you stop fighting?" Ashlyn quickly chimed in between as she noticed their argument escalating.
"I am not fighting," she replied, glancing at her and pointing at Miley, "She is."
"Okay, now, stop it." She walked between them as both girls quieted down a little.
"By the way, how long have you guys known each other?" Ashlyn questioned curiously, her mesmerizing golden eyes looking at both of them.
