Ashleigh sighed, flicking a piece of hair from the front of her face to behind her ear, her long fake eyelashes fluttering delicately on her cheeks. She sighed and tweaked a 10-karat diamond ring on her right hand middle finger and sighed once more, sitting at the front row with the rest of the evil-mean-queen-bees. Bored, that was what she was. Why did she have to be stuck with the losers anyways?

Nathan, on the other hand, was way at the back, talking a mile a minute, like usual. He was talking about something random... As usual. Hee hee.