Chapter 11

"Hi, Pershey," Iries greeted her as she followed her. Pershey just looked at her with a trace on her face the shock of Iries' sudden greeting to her. "Good morning," she greeted as she caressed Pershey's arm. She was carrying two thick books. She was still wearing glasses and her hair was still curled. "You look gorgeous," she commented.

"With my uncombed hair, I know," she replied. She just keeps walking.

"Actually, yeah. You look gorgeous with yo-"

"What do you need? I have vacant time," she interrupted Iries. She grabbed Pershey by the arm so they both stopped. Their eyes meet.

"Pershey," she called.

"I'm busy, Iries....