My Hockey Alpha
Without a second thought, she stormed over to the black-haired girl and ripped her headphones off.
“Hey! What the fuck?!” the black-haired girl exclaimed, grabbing her headphones back from Jessica.
“I was trying to introduce myself,” Jessica said, folding her arms across her chest. “I’m Jessica.”
“Well, fuck you, Jessica,” the black-haired girl hissed. “Don’t touch my headphones. I’m busy.”
Jessica leaned forward on her toes to look at the black-haired girl’s sketchbook. “Hmm,” she said, sounding genuinely intrigued. “You’re good. Like, really good. That’s one of my favorite characters.”