A girl with bright green hair cut short and spiky stared at her apologetically.
“I’m sorry. I am such a klutz.” she said in a British accent.
“uh, that’s okay, i guess.” Kamaria said preparing to shake this girl with the classic brushoff. But like most normal girl with bright green hair, she turned out to be a people-starved loser who thought that if they ran into people they automatically decided they needed to exchange life stories.
“My name is Melanie. I just moved here from London so I’m just learning all about the you Americans. You are all so interesting. Oh, i didn’t catch you name, could you pass it by me again?”
“I never said it.”
“Oh, well in that case, would you mind introducing yourself?’
“Yes”