Morgan

The sound of my name being called and the voice it belonged to startled me. I stopped and turned around to find Ethan jogging towards me at a fast pace. He tamed his speed down to a brisk walk the closer that he got until we were standing face-to-face.

“What’s wrong?” I readjusted my backpack on my shoulder and hoped that this wouldn’t take too long. I glanced at the clock and saw that I was down to twenty-five minutes until show time for the debate.

“I, uh…” He looked confused as to why he even came looking for me. “Your hair is different than it was this morning.”

“What?” Now, I was totally confused. “You got out of class to tell me my hair looks different.”

“Well, it was down this morning, and now it’s all pulled back.”

I was flattered that he even recognized that difference in me.

“I just got tired of it in my face. I have this debate c