Carrie POV
Walking around the hall of school. Scratch that, hell. Our Latin teacher decided that they were going to change the location of their classroom, and now I'm wandering around trying to find it.
"Carrie!" I heard someone yell behind me. It was Myra. I smiled as she ran up to me.
"I'm really sorry Carrie, I should have asked you first. If you want your hair back to its normal color I can pay for an appointment." She said, guilt obviously showing in her voice. I shook my head.
"Myra, it's the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. I like it." I said smiling. She grinned and reached out for a hug.
"So, you and Harry?" she asked.
"Ha. Don't even bring his name up." I snorted angrily. "How about you and Niall?"
she smiled. "I think it's going ok."
"Well, lucky you."

Notes

Aorry it was short. I just was bored. Vote, subscribe and comment!
~Care Bear!