A cold breeze went by as Andrea stood patiently analyzing Angie's features. The wind obviously indicated that Winter is coming. The thought made Andrea shiver a little. Not like she hated Winter or anything. Hate is a great word. She strongly dislikes the season, that's all. Angie on the other hand doesn't look bothered about the cold wind at all. Well, she looked really bothered but Andrea was sure it wasn't about the season. But that was one thing Andrea was sure she was going to find out. Sooner or later. Apparently, Angie had a huge problem. Andrea had never seen her look very sad. Mostly, Angie was always shining like a star. She was always happy. This time, however, it seems that she ran out of light. Andrea gave her a pat on the back. "Why do you look so sad?" She asked, her voice clogged with concern for her fellow freshman.
The minute Andrea eyes landed on Angie's sad expression, she forgot almost everything she had preciously done. She forgot the pumpkin pie she ate that morning, she forgot the exams that were coming up, she forgot that she had calluses on her fingers from too much playing guitar and most of all she forgot about her new dyed hair. However, Angie's face stared back curiously at Andrea when she first landed her eyes on her. Her expression changed though when she realized it was Andrea. "Thanks but I am not the one who dyed my hair." She said, throwing her an obvious look.