“I’LL go with you,” Sabrina said.

“No need, I’ve got it,” Bettie responded, letting out a hiccup, and staggered off to the restroom.

Lance, facing away from the bathroom door, was gazing out the window.

The sound of footsteps made him turn. The Light reflecting off his glasses momentarily blinded. “Bettie.”

“Enjoying the aroma here, are we?” Bettie mocked.

She had always been mean.

He moved closer

not interested in catching up with you!”

grabbed her wrist, seeking clarity.

he had heard her

wrist free, Bettie said,

briskly, giving him no chance

were unsteady,

his gaze fixed intently on her behind his glasses, lost

drifted back to their high school days when she cornered him in a hallway

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