Continued Flashback: Two days after the Fall Festival when Pauline silently slipped out and off pack grounds. Misty picks at her gardening chores as the fragrant scent of blooming flowers drifts around her like a warm embrace. She digs her hands into the rich, dark soil, her thoughts swirling like autumn leaves caught in a gust of wind. She wasn't really in the mood to finish any task. She was missing her friend Pauline. Misty's fingers brushed against the earth, grounding herself in its texture, but her mind was elsewhere, haunted by the echo of Pauline's laughter and the warmth of cheerful memories.
She had to endure the torment of seeing Shayla and Donovan together every where she went. She had Clark,but Pauline was her female besty. The one she could tell feminine secrets to, that Cla
