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her.
    Her eyelids twitched.
    Oh yes. Trying to intimidate me.
    “What’s your name?”
    She frowned, but grinned. “Tiffany Chatsworth. Look me up.”
    “Who are you related to?”
    The grin slipped a notch. “None of your business.”
    “Who are you screwing?”
    Her lips were flat now. “Like I said, none of your effing business.”
    My eyes narrowed to slits. “Then who are you to ask about my business?”
    She leaned closer, barely an inch away, and gave me a chilly smile. “I’m your nightmare. That’s who I am.”
    “Tiffany!” Kara had come around the corner and skidded to a halt. Her eyes were wide and her mouth fell open. “Stop it. This girl is one of mine. It’s my job to look out for her.”
    “Then you better start looking out for her.” Tiffany stared her friend down. “Because she just pissed me off.”
    As she left, the other stayed behind. She’d been biting her lip the whole time but now looked at the floor.
    “Chandra? What the hell?”
    She jerked a shoulder up. Her gaze never lifted. “The girl talked back to her. You know how Tiffany is.”
    Kara groaned, tipping her head back. She was hugging her clipboard to her chest. “This is great. Just great!”

The floor meeting was held in Kara’s room. Since there were thirty girls, half of us were in the hallway as she went over the rules. Grant West was still privately funded so there were rules, lots of them. Handouts were made and after the sixth question, I slid down to the floor and rested my head against the wall.
    We’d be there for a while. My only excitement was a text from Jesse, but then it wasn’t. He couldn’t get away from wherever he was. I asked him where he was, but the response was vague.
    Family thing.
    A girl sat beside me, except she tucked her head and rested her forehead to her knees. It wasn’t long before the snoring sounded. I wished I could’ve done that, hadn’t slept a full night in a long time. But right when my eyelids started to droop, Kara called for the last question, which she gave a short answer and then proclaimed, “All right, everyone. We’re a little behind schedule. I wanted to take you to the cafeteria and show you how to get your card registered, but since it’s after seven and the cafeteria is closed, I think a better alternative is pizza! Everyone up for that?”
    A collective cheer went through the group.
    Not me. Pizza was good, but I didn’t want to spend any more time with people.
    “You think we can ditch?” The girl beside me had woken.
    I was tempted to go with her, wherever she wanted.
    As we stood and the girls emptied from Kara’s room, the resident advisor pulled her door shut and locked it. As she did, surprise came over her again. “Beth, I had no idea you were on my floor.”
    She wasn’t looking at me. I turned my head.
    “Hi, Kara.” Ditching Girl gave her half-hearted waved. As her arm lifted, the leather bracelets around her wrist slid down. They didn’t go far. Her entire arm was covered with them. They had an inch until her elbow stopped them. As her wrist was bared, I saw a small tattoo of interloping circles.
    “That’s wonderful.” Kara’s delight doubled when she saw me next to her. “You two should be friends.”
    “Huh?” Beth glanced at me. “Why?”
    “Um. Just…” She bit her lip. “Just cause. I think it’d be really great. Is Hannah coming over tonight? You could invite her to pizza?”
    Whoa. The turn of events had me dizzy. Who was Hannah and why was she pushing this friendship? Though, I had to admit, this girl was the first in a while that I hadn’t minded sitting beside. That didn’t mean I wanted to be friends with her.
    Still. I was curious. “Who’s Hannah?”
    “No one.” Beth threw me a scowl.
    Kara jumped next to her side, but realized all the girls were still waiting in the hallway. She motioned towards the doors. “Go ahead, girls. The pizza will be here shortly. I reserved the downstairs lobby until ten tonight