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Grace wasn't dumb, she knew Elliot was still doing drugs even after he swore he wasn't. She could tell by the stupid look on his face. Plus, she saw him sitting next to Rue Bennett by the campfire outside at New Year's and she knew that didn't mean anything good.
"Hey Grace," he tried greeting her in the hallway as she was walking to her locker.
"Get lost," Grace bit, walking past him. She wasn't necessarily excited for the new school year, she knew a lot of the other girls went over and beyond with their makeup and outfits, but Grace was more of the if it ain't broken don't fix it type of girl. Every morning was the same for her, as long as she had a good breakfast and had her hair out of her face. She liked to do braids, and she also liked to do a winged eyeliner every day. It was her routine and she liked it.
Elliot didn't fit into that routine, not anymore.
"Ah, you don't mean that," he skipped a little to catch up to her.
Grace stopped in her tracks and turned to face him. "What do you want, rugrat?"
"Excellent word choice."
Grace rolled her eyes and kept going, determined to get to her locker. "You look more and more like a meerkat every day."
"Harsh," he said as they approached Rue and Jules. Rue and Grace had become unlikely friends in recent years due to their lockers being placed next to each others. It wasn't necessarily a strong concrete friendship, more so built upon groaning at the same time when the bell rang. Truth was, they still didn't know each other that well. "What's goin' on?"
The blonde girl, who Grace had come to learn was Rue's official unofficial significant other, spoke first at the sight of Elliot and Grace. "Hi. Hi."
"Nothin'..." Rue replied cooly.
"I'm Jules."
"Sorry, this is Jules," Rue corrected herself.
"Hey, I'm Elliot. Nice to meet you."
"Sorry, introductions are, usually, very, um, overwhelming and... debilitating for me... at least," Rue cleared her throat.
Grace looked back and forth between the three, pressing her lips together before finally speaking up. "Well I'm Grace, and that's actually my locker."
"Oh," Rue said, stepping out of the way for Grace.
"Uh, so, how do you know Elliot?" Jules continued.
"We met on New Year's," Elliot said since Rue was taking her sweet ass time.
The curly-haired girl chuckled, and if Grace thought about it twice, she'd sense that she was nervous. "Oh shit, yeah. That was it, New Year's. That's... That's where we met. Jules is my girlfriend."
