"Even if you get rude things written on your locker or trash thrown on you?" I asked.
Lila reached over and grabbed my hand.
"Yes. Fortunately for you... I took karate." She said.
I giggled.
"Black belt, I assume," I said.
"Oh, of course," She said. "Now, let's go in."
I got out of the car, and clutched my backpack to my chest. Lila came around the side, and smiled at me. I'm pretty sure I looked scared though.
"Are you sure? Last chance to back out." I offered.
Lila smiled, and rolled her eyes. She hooked her arm through mine, and started walking to the school doors. Lila practically had to drag me through the doors.
Once we entered.... no one cared. Not one person looked at us. I frowned.
Okay, that was anticlimactic. I thought there would be whispers and words thrown out.
