“Sorry,” Stacey mumbles and turns to answer James.
“Dang! Watch where you’re going stupid!” the person says. That did it Stacey sees red as she whirls around to a pretty girl with a disgusted look on her face. Stacey takes two steps and gets right in her face.
“I’m sorry, what was that Katrina?” Stacey spits at her. Stacey puts her hands on her hips opens her mouth to continue and then James puts his hand on her shoulder. She relaxes, he’s touching her and at the moment that’s all she ever wants or would ever want.
“Hello Kat. Stacey said she was sorry. You could be nice to her… for once and let it be,” James says. Stacey can barely hear him as he slides his hand down her arm and squeeze’s her wrist then let’s his hand fall. Stacey’s not the only one who noticed. Katrina takes one look
