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Trixie
“Are you coming out with us tonight or what?” Starla asked.
She, Jude, and I had met during Freshman Orientation and become fast friends. As soon as we were able to move off campus and rent an apartment together, we had, and we’d been living together ever since.
“Nah, I need to finish this article,” I replied, not looking up from my computer screen.
“Come on, Trix, you haven’t gone out with us since you and Downer Debbie broke up. It’s time for you to move on, have a little fun.”
I wrinkled my nose at the mention of my ex, if you could even really call her that, since we’d only technically been a couple for a few weeks. That’s how long it had taken for her true colors to show and me to show her the door.
“It’s due tomorrow, Star. Plus, I’m not feeling it. I’m tired of co-
