Lane makes her way down the hallway silently. Head down, hands pressed against the strings of her bag which dig into her shoulders. She's not necessary wandering, more at a sick of life and tired pace. The walk isn't a long one. Just out the locker room doors straight down one hall, take a short cut outside, and then turn right once your in the next building. A nap sounds really great right now Lane thinks to herself, the first thought that wasn't about Aimee, since she began her way. She hadn't passed anyone in the hallway yet, as most students were in their classes by now. However, as she turns right down the hall of the dorm building, a boy seems to be walking towards her, or simply the opposite way of her.
It's Anthony. Erin's friend. At first Lane doesn't think much of it because It's just little Anthony But soon her thoughts shift. They shift to last night. Anthony sitting with Aimee. They were friends, definitely good friends. Is he coming out of Aimee's dorm? Was he with her? Her eyes dart from the ground to the walls, taking only a quick glance at the boy and he comes closer. Lane is just about sure they will pass with out conversing when he says her name. She stops, no freezes. "Yes?" Her voice comes out as though she'd just gotten in trouble. Just little Anthony, it's just him....what did Aimee tell you..... She lifts her head to look at him..
It's Anthony. Erin's friend. At first Lane doesn't think much of it because It's just little Anthony But soon her thoughts shift. They shift to last night. Anthony sitting with Aimee. They were friends, definitely good friends. Is he coming out of Aimee's dorm? Was he with her? Her eyes dart from the ground to the walls, taking only a quick glance at the boy and he comes closer. Lane is just about sure they will pass with out conversing when he says her name. She stops, no freezes. "Yes?" Her voice comes out as though she'd just gotten in trouble. Just little Anthony, it's just him....what did Aimee tell you..... She lifts her head to look at him..