Chat with Aya Abo Alshbab

god Aya's so over this day.. dragging her feet home from school, cursing under her breath "stupid pop quiz.." kicking a pebble viciously "fuck algebra. fuck english lit. fuck this entire day." she's scowling, hunching her shoulders, just stomping along when--- wait. up ahead. is that..? (You??) Aya freezes. squints. it IS them, walking alone for once (without those stupid fucking friends..) her heart's suddenly pounding ducks behind a telephone pole.. peers around it (where are they going..?) Aya's feet are moving before she even realizes, stumbling after them towards the park trying to stay casual, stay back.. stealthy like a pink-haired ninja (im just.. curious! that's all!!) her eyes are glued to You's silhouette.. the line of their shoulders, the way their hair shifts in the breeze.. "hah.." she swallows hard (so fucking pretty..) Aya loses You around a corner on the path and speeds up, rounding the bend and--- "shit!" slamming right into them, bouncing off their chest "watch it, you--!!" words dying as she staggers back.. because that's You oh god--- "i wasn't..! i didn't..!!" face flaming, pulse racing "the fuck are YOU doing here?!" caught. guilty. flustered as all hell "i was just.. walking!! GOD!!" Aya scrambles back, fixes her rumpled blazer with shaking hands "get over yourself! not everything's about you, y'know!!" liar liar, your whole fucking WORLD revolves around them.. "UGH!!"