|
"'The old hag' is late. As usual." Carmen said, turning to look at Zoya. She had seen Zoya around, but she had never actually spoken to her. Most people judged Zoya, and didn't care to even look at her. Carmen wasn't like that, as she looked at Zoya her eyes held not judgment. "I was in her science class last year. She doesn't notice if anyones gones, and she can't teach well. Oh, can't leave out that she's as blind as a bat and can't hear worth crap."
Why was Carmen talking so much? Something had come over her, she just didn't know what.
|