Kimberly POV
“I’m so sorry, Alice,” I said as Alice rubbed her arm.
“You should be! Get out of my way. I don’t have time for you.”
I was about to step aside when an idea struck me.
Perhaps we should settle our differences now.
“I had a talk with Ms. Blaire. She said she didn’t want us to fight. If she finds out, she will call our parents.”
“She told the same to me. And so? What’s your point? That I always start the fight?”
Don’t you?
“I’m not here to fight you, Alice.” I took a deep breath before continuing. “I want to understand why you are still mad at me. Perhaps we could work something out.”
Alice c****d her eyebrow at me. “We work something out? What’s not to understand, Kimberly? And people think you are a genius?” She batted her eyelashes at me mockingly. “Where’s your bra
