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I’ll go get you a Diet Coke.” She held out her hand toward Tori. “I’ll need one dollar.”
    Tori groaned in disgust but dug in her purse and pulled out four quarters. She dropped the money in Jasmine’s hand. I could tell it took everything in Jasmine’s power not to fling the money upside Tori’s head.
    Tori rolled her eyes as soon as Jasmine walked off. She leaned in and whispered something to Alisha, the girl sitting next to her, and they both busted out laughing.
    I took a bite of my food in silence. We still had two days before they made a decision on us, so I was really hoping Jasmine could keep her cool until then.
    â€œHere’s your Diet Coke,” Jasmine said as she approached the table.
    â€œCan you pop the top, please?” Tori casually said, as she turned back to Alisha like she was in a deep conversation.
    Jasmine took a deep breath, then popped the top and sat the soda down in front of Tori.
    Tori didn’t bother to look at Jasmine as she continued her conversation with Alisha, this time talking real loud.“So anyway, as I was saying, Donovan will be here this weekend and he can’t stop talking about all the special things he has planned for us.”
    I don’t think I’d ever been so anxious for the bell to ring and for lunch to be over!
    Tori had done everything under the sun to get Donovan to be with her when him and Jasmine were going together.
    After Donovan left for college, him and Jasmine broke up, but it was obvious she still loved him. So to hear Tori talking about him, I just knew would set her off.
    â€œâ€¦ And he wants me to come up to watch him play,” Tori continued.
    I was just about to try and start up a conversation with Jasmine about something, anything, when Tori turned to her.
    â€œYou know, I just thought about it—didn’t you mess with Donovan for a minute?” she asked.
    I hung my head. Tori knew doggone well that what Donovan and Jasmine had was more than just “messing around.” And it was definitely longer than “a minute.”
    She looked at Jasmine innocently, like she was waiting on her to respond. Jasmine just continued biting her bottom lip. Tori shrugged and turned back to Alisha. “Guess the cat has her tongue. Oh well, anyway, wait until you see the dress I’m wearing for our date this weekend. Baby, those college girls won’t have anything on me. I know whenDonovan sees me in that dress, he won’t be able to keep his hands off of me.”
    I guess Jasmine had heard all she could stomach because she grabbed her soda and her plate and got up from the table. Tori and Alisha laughed as she stomped off.
    â€œOoooh, you’d better go see about your little friend. She looks mad as all get-out,” Alisha said to me.
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Little?
As big as she is? Please,” Tori said and they both cracked up laughing again.
    â€œYeah, I need to get to class anyway,” I said, getting up from the table as well. Angel followed me. It didn’t surprise me that Tameka kept her seat.
    We caught up with Jasmine just outside the cafeteria. She was fuming.
    I walked up to her, poised to begin my speech.
    She held up her hand and stopped me before I could say a word. “Camille, leave me alone. I swear, I’m two seconds from punching something. Or somebody.”
    â€œWhy are you letting her get to you?” I asked.
    â€œYeah,” Angel chimed in. “You know they just mess with us to get under our skin. That’s what they’re supposed to do to girls trying to join.”
    â€œWell, that’s stupid,” Jasmine snapped. “Why would they want to make me mad on purpose?”
    I shrugged. “It’s just all part of the process.”
    â€œWell, it’s a stupid process.”
    Just then the bell rang and everyone began filing out ofthe lunchroom. We were about to head to our classes when we heard Tori calling me.
    â€œOh,