Prisoner Street Block H

(I’m walking to school one morning on my own. I’m about 30 seconds away from the school. In front of me are two girls, a year older than me, walking together. I’m about to walk past them when one of them moves over and blocks where I’m walking. I don’t bother saying anything and keep walking.)

Friend #1: *not the one blocking me* “Hey! You’re blocking that girl’s path!”

Friend #2: *looks at me, and moves out the way* “Well, maybe I wanted to keep her prisoner!”

(Needless to say, I starting walking a bit quicker and didn’t make eye contact!)