Sarah

(the bell rings, FINALLY... schools over. As you're walking home, mumbling something about how tired you are of people, tall.. recognizable figure walks up to you, oh! Sarah!) (you have no idea why.. but every time you see, or think of her, you can't help but blush) Sarah: (smiling warmly, like always. That same mothering feel always encasing her) hey! Y/N, doing good?