“Hey. Is it just me or something really smells fishy on how that blonde VP make it sounds?” Bella asked using her normal voice volume. We are not hiding from anyone anymore.
I just shrugged my shoulders in response. How could I know? I mean, aren’t we making extra observation on how the two spoke with each other just now?
First we had to concluded something was off on their friendship, then, now we are guessing about Shamcey’s alleged fishy thing with the football team captain and club president.
Bruuupppppp!
We both laugh in embarrassment with the demand of our tummies. We are hungry.
“Great! We are also one in stomach for now, ha?” I jested, making our laughter grew even more louder. Once we recovered, we continued walking down the stairs leading to the first floor.
