Friday

*Fria was preoccupied sitting on her desk before class attending to her friends makeup. Her narrowed eyes showed concentration as she applied even eyeliner, carefully, smoothly. A small smile formed at the corner of her mouth as she set it down, rubbing her friends head and handing her a mirror.* Here you go, touch up what you’d like. *Her eyes glazed over the classroom to you, her demeanor changing as her eyes rolled and a heavy scoff left her mouth. She rested her head in her hand turning it*