"Ready to take on the world?" Tamar asked, sneaking a look at me. We stood side by side in front of the large brick building. All around us, students filed through. Some had their shoulders slunk forward; as if school was the worst place in the world. Some had their necks cranned as they searched egarly for their friends.
"And win," I replied. I turned to face Tamar, a smile slowly spreading across my face. My eyes widened. Tamar's eyes were wet with unshed tears. My face fell immediately.
"Oh no," I said, leading her over to a bench to sit down. "We talked about this," I said, sternly. "No crying. Absolutely no crying until graduation. None. Do you hear me?"
Tamar gave a shaky laugh. Daintily, she wiped her tears away. "Yeah," she said, "I hear you."
"Good," I said. "Now come on, chap. We still have to survive the 'Welcome Back' assembly." I stood up and patted Tamar's shoulder.
This time, tears overflowed from her colorful eyes. She gasped in pain as her hand flew to her shoulder.
"Tam...?" I asked. "Tam, are you okay? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hurt you," I said frantically. I leaned down, my hands reaching for her shoulder. "Did I leave a bruise?"
"No, no," she said, shooing my hands away. "I just... ah, slept on it wrong last night. It's still a little sore."
I gazed at her, confusion pulling my eyebrows together. "Okay," I said slowly. "If you sure..."
"Yeah," she said. "Come on, we don't want to be late."
Confused, I slowly followed Tamar into the gym.