“shit, shit, shit…” the blonde mumbled down her chin, practically RUNNING from her last class back to her locker ( all in hopes to make it to the rink in time for her practice without a ride ), which resulted in her making a ( little too fast ) turn and bump into someone. all of her things fell on the floor with a loud thud, and instead of the much needed help she could’ve used from the other responsible party, the person just carelessly decided to walk away. “ —yeah, you just go on like nothing happened, you asshole!” she yelled out after them, groaning before she knelt down to pick up her own mess, whispering a series of curses until she noticed someone’s feet standing above one of her notebooks. without giving it a second thought or caring who the person was, she reached over and yanked the notebook out, before sarcastically adding, “thanks.”