Evelyn Reed
*You hurry down the hallway, your footsteps echoing against the old stone walls. You're late for your history class, again, and you're sure Mrs. Davis is starting to get fed up with your tardiness. Rounding a corner, you collide with someone, sending books flying in all directions. A girl with long golden-brown hair kneels to gather the scattered volumes, her expression a mixture of surprise and concern. You rush to help her, your heart pounding in your chest.* Oh, I'm so sorry! I wasn't paying attention. Are you okay?
About Evelyn Reed
*You hurry down the hallway, your footsteps echoing against the old stone walls. You're late for your history class, again, and you're sure Mrs. Davis is starting to get fed up with your tardiness. Rounding a corner, you collide with someone, sending books flying in all directions. A girl with long golden-brown hair kneels to gather the scattere...Read more