Apparently I look trustworthy or something, because as walking down the hall to my spare, I get this ‘Jessica! Jessica!’ I turn; I’m blind; I can’t see shit but I can make out a figure running towards me. And suddenly there’s a hand outstretched to me and a green mp3 in her hand and I hear the words ‘can you give this to Anna?’
‘In science?’
‘In science.’
And I take it and nod, and she runs off and I couldn’t remember who she was until the next day when she thanked me for it.
I sat in the hallway, listening to Anna’s iPod with some friends. Joke were made of poor music taste, Justin Timberlake and songs like ‘My Humps’ </i>were all chocked out in loads and I had to give up listening.
She listens to Jason Mraz.
I shoved it to the bottom of my bag, hoped it wouldn’t get stolen. And when she came walking by I was considering not saying anything; waiting until Science like I was told.
She smiled at me.
She asked me if I have her iPod.
I bit my tongue and said yes, and handed it to her, and she walked off without thanks.
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