“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.

Lance’s eyes. He moved closer and remarked, “I was waiting

in catching up with you!” Bettie went

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

that he

wrist free, Bettie said, “Isn’t that

briskly, giving him

unsteady, making her wobble

his gaze fixed intently on her behind

school days when she cornered him in a hallway and confessed, “Lance, I’m really into

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