“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

up with you!” Bettie went

seeking clarity. “So, I’m just leftovers to

he had heard

her wrist free, Bettie said, “Isn’t

briskly, giving him no chance

steps were unsteady, making

remained still, his gaze fixed intently on

mind drifted back to their high school days when she cornered him in a hallway and confessed, “Lance, I’m really into you.

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