A Classic High School Tale IC [Owlflight & John Torque]
It was a Tuesday. Tara absolutely hated Tuesdays; she hated them even more than Mondays. For some reason they were worse. Probably because you still had most of the week ahead of you but Monday had already drained any energy you'd built up over the weekend. Tuesdays were usually bad days for her.
This particular Tuesday hadn't been terrible so far, though. The bell had just rung, and Tara gathered up her various books, binders and papers before slinging her backpack over one shoulder and hurrying out the door. She put in her headphones as she emerged into the crowded hallway, scrolling through the tracks on her retro brick of an iPod. She stopped at a somg by The Cat Empire, which happened to be one of her favourite artists. Tara was still looking at the screen, bobbing her head, so she failed to see the random guy that was right in front of her.
Tara smacked straight into this stranger and fell back on her butt. Her stuff flew everywhere; drawings, homework, notes were dumped onto the ground. Scowling, the girl quicklybegan to gather up her things without looking at the guy she'd walked into. She knew it was her fault, but she didn't want to apologize. I hate Tuesdays, she thought.