I began stepping off the elevator the same time someone was getting on. We lightly bumped into each other.
“Sorry.” I replied, looking down to see a pair of red stilettos and black converse sneakers with the initials D.H on the white part of each shoe... I heard a familiar laugh. A girl laugh. I looked up. Dean was standing there with his arm around the girl’s waist that I caught him kissing at the party. She was much older and, sadly, much prettier than I was. She had long golden hair that reached down to her waist and was pin straight. Her eyes were large and blue like the ocean. They held everything but innocence in them, unlike my inexperienced self.
“I meant- your fault.” I said with venom dripping from my voice as I started pushing past him. He reached out and grabbed my arm, ignor
