Rennie
I keep my distance from Scarlette but I still hear make the comment. I wanted to say something, I knew I should. But I wasn't sure if I wanted to be enemies with Scarlette. I smiled apologetically at the girl who was the victim.
I shook my head tugged on my brown, almost black hair. The...'victim', as I called her, sighed.
"Think whatever you want to Scarlette, but I don't care." she said, but I could see that she did care.
I wanted to reach out to her but I wasn't sure where my allegiance lay. So I just stood there, like I was stupid. Scarlette scowled, sniffed then stalked off, her nose in the air. Without realizing I was doing it, I walked towards the 'victim'.
"Hello, my name is Rennie." I introduced myself.
"Tally," she replied. "Tally Jackson."
In that moment, I felt...connected to her somehow. Like we were going to see each other everyday in our lives.
This was a blossoming friendship.
