Snippet #1420746

Joan closed the door behind her. She was the last to leave class as she wanted to avoid her case bumping into people unnecessarily. It wasn't because she cared for the people no.. It was the case she cared about. She didn't want a scratch or two. The hallways were almost empty as she walked, not really looking where she was going. Just staring down at her polished shoes, one behind the other always. Until she saw another set of polished shoes in front of her. She unenthusiastically lifted her head as it turned out to be a familiar senior student from Jazz club. "What do you want?" she asked in a bored tone. Anyone else would've assumed Joan didn't like her from that voice but in truth she respected her as an equal..just because they were 'woodwind buddies'. The girl held out a piece of gum in an open palm. "Likey?" she offered. Joan raised an eyebrow. "You know my english teacher doesn't like gum..." The senior girl raised an eyebrow back. Joan took the piece of gum as it was her favourite flavour raspberry. "See you later" Joan said before pocketing the gum in her jacket pocket and walking on, the case bumping against the side of her knee. "Its hard to believe you were a gang member..y'know?" the senior student called after. Joan froze outside the door to English. "I know.." she muttered to herself before opening the door with a twist of the doorknob. She was welcomed by the sweet innocent whispers of her peers.. sadly some revolving around her previous life. "Take a seat Joan" the teacher advised before going back to writing on the whiteboard. "Yes ma'am" Joan replied obediently taking a seat reluctantly in the front row as there were no other seats left.