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but it's not fair, i've got acetone for veins, i'm so sensitive, just one touch and i feel pain...
~ reneé rapp / bruises
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JOHN B., POPE, AND JJ ALL STOOD THERE IN SHOCK. Kie was glad that Collins hadn't noticed she took a bit too long when running inside her house before grabbing her bike. She'd really gone inside to quickly call John B. and say that they should all just hurry and come down to the restaurant ASAP. He asked why, but she just hung up.
"No way, you're really here!" John B. was the first one to approach Collins. He scooped her up in a tight hug and spun her around before finally putting her down. Pope was next, saying he was really happy to see her again. Only JJ lingered behind, reluctant to approach his old friend.
The boys, well Pope and John B. anyway, had so many questions for Collins, but a glare from Kie let them know that now wasn't the time.
Always one to try and ease the tension, Pope began to talk to Collins about school, something they always loved in common even at just 11 years old. He wasn't at all surprised to find out about her 4.2 GPA, and she was really happy when he mentioned that he was up for a scholarship.
But soon, Collins began to grow a little anxious. As much as she was happy to see her old friends again, she knew they had questions. And she caught the look that Kie sent their way, so she knew why they weren't asking.
What would they think if she finally told them everything? Would they even care? It was 5 years ago that they last saw her, they've definitely moved on from her leaving by now.
"Come help me?"
Collins snapped out of her thoughts and saw John B. sit down next to her. "With what?"
"I just gotta grab something from the van." He got up and motioned for her to follow. She glanced at the others who were all in a conversation with each other, before turning to follow John B.
When they got to his van, he opened the back door and got in, patting the seat next to him.
"What are we grabbing?" Collins looked around the van once she sat inside.
