Refusing The Ride

“What is wrong with you, Elsa?” Claire asked as she kept trying to maintain the pace at which she was walking with Elsa.

“Nothing is wrong with me.” She replied.

“Do you.. probably know them?” Claire asked. Elsa swallowed dryly and looked at her.

“Yes, I do.” She said.

“Oh my gosh, you know them?” And you are behaving this way? Elsa, I have told you several times that not all guys are like..” Elsa turned to look at her sharply.

“If you mention his name or say anything relating to him, I will leave you.” She warned.

“Oh, sorry, sorry.” Claire apologized. “But come to think of it, where did you meet them?”

“We are classmates in the school we got admitted to.” She replied.

“Oh, they are really good-looking and they look like money, I will keep saying it.” Claire said as she turned back to look at them.

“See that guy with that rare color of oceanic blue eyes and cute face. Wait, I thought they don’t allow dyed hair in your school.” She asked.

“Who told you that? They only accept hairstyl