“Hey girls, now is not a good time. Can we do this a little later?” Saraya asked.
“No, I think it’s the perfect time,” Octavia replied snarkily.
“I don’t think this is the kind of conversation we should have in the hallway, let’s find a quiet room to talk in,” I suggested to Octavia and Saraya.
Saraya went to protest, Octavia shook her head as if to say don’t even think about it, and so Saraya huffed and made her way into the nearest room, dragging her feet.
“So what is so important that you feel the need to drag me into this room like this?” Saraya said impatiently.
“You want to start? Or shall I?” Octavia asked me.
“Saraya, I’m just gonna be straight with you, I overheard you on the phone the other day. I heard everything,” I started.
Saraya looked at me like a dear in headlig
