"Where do you think Diaz went? I'd put money on he got fired. Haven't seen him today."
Mandy takes a sip off her Styrofoam cup as she and Cambrie talk about the latest gossip for the past two minutes they've been walking beside me.
"Gomez has been our security in like, forever. He even offers me a smile whenever I drive in," Mandy continues with a hint of a smile lacing her tone.
Cambrie rolls her eyes. "As if you hadn't f****d him already."
She plugs in her earphones, as always, to block us out. I honestly wish I brought mine with me.
"Who's Diaz?" I ask.
"The security guard. God, Sierra, keep up," Cambrie bites. I roll my eyes, ignoring her. Since she was my friend out of association, I've grown used to her snide and snarky comments since learning from Ayla not to take them by hea
