"'Game on'?"
"Yeah, that's what she said." Scott replied.
"Wait- who is 'she'?"
"That girl? With the blonde hair?"
"Cindy? She's not my friend!"
"Not Cindy, you t**t. The other girl. What's her name now?"
"Jenna?" I asked, widening my eyes. No, wait. It can't be.. Can it?
"Yeah, that's it."
"But Jenna's.." What? Why would she say that? "Jenna's my best friend. Why would she say that?"
"f**k if I know. Arielle, I would look out for her if I were you."
I sighed, leaning back on my chair. Jenna?
Woah, wait. Does that mean that she's been the one that's been sending me those letters?
But.. She's my best friend.
"I think I'm gonna go," Scott announced, standing up.
I sighed as I accompanied him to the door.
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I picked the letter that flew out of my locker.
Again, no pictures,
