***Timeskip to Friday***
Well, the big fight was less than an hour away.
I looked at the clock.
9:15
I decided to walk down to the Walmart in my neighborhood and wait for them to get there. But first, I texted Casey.
“You there?” I asked.
“Headin over” he responded after a moment.

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Teen FictionAbby is a criminal. Julie is a good girl. That's basically all I can say.