"Holy F…" Luke awed, staring at Amie, who just entered their classroom, wide-eyed.
Not just him, but everyone in class F stared at Amie with surprise. Amie was dragging her feet to her seat, combing her hair with her fingers as she dropped her things on the side of the desk. When she noticed the eyes on her, Amie cocked her head and arched a brow.
"What?" she asked. "Anyone has a problem with me?"
Her query made others clear their throat as they looked away, a bit intimidated by her. Meanwhile, Luke covered his gaping lips, watching Amie take a seat. Out of instinct, he turned his head in Fay's direction, only to see nonchalance dominating the latter's face.
"Hey!" he whispered yell, dragging his chair near Fay since they were seatmates. "What the heck happened?"
"Huh?" Fay blinked as if she was brought back to reality.
