Grace's POV
Spooning rounds of ice cream into our mouths, I and Steve walked down the school stairs to our favourite lunch spot under a tree that overlooked the duck pond. Beautiful, serene and calm; it was Rohan's spot first before we turned it into ours.
"How well do you know, Belle?' I asked in between mouthfuls. a
"Did she threaten or bully you again?" Steve asked with a frown.
"No, none of that. Just curious to know about some of the other people here" I shrugged.
"There's nothing much to know about Belle. She has a single parent. Her mom who is the PTA chairman of our school. Former, Miss America, I heard the woman is a perfectionist".
We got to our spot and sat down in the grass.
"So her mom never got married?" I asked Steve in confusion.
"She did, but she divorced when
