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Brit

Brit

After little Miss Carris decided that her little escape was more important than her friends I decided to actually be useful by helping distribute materials to everyone. I just wish that I'd gotten a chance to laugh at her like I'd promised. She really had no clue what she was doing. She always acted like she knew better than us, that she was better than all of us. The worst part is she acted like she didn't know what she was doing. Like, I mean, who even does that?

At least Chris was gone too, him and that creep—I forgot his name. And with them gone I could finally talk to Adam without needing to deal with him always looking out for Carris or ignoring me and talking with Carris instead. And Josh, Adam and Josh were back to following me. I managed to convince them to help pass around supplies­—ok, not convince, they were already asking to help. And not asking to help me, they were asking teachers, but when I asked them to partner up with me I had to ask them twice.

Now, with 'security' being so much tighter since the escape, there was hardly anything to do. It was pissing me off not being able to do anything besides help. Not that there was anything wrong with helping.

I ran up to Adam. "Hey, what's up?"

Adam just looks at me. "I'm worried about Carris. I know she talks about this kind of stuff but this is crazy, even for her. It's chaos out there."

"Would you stop talking about her? She's made her choice and she left." I said.

"She's alone, and she has a death wish." He seemed worried.

I almost yelled at him. "She doesn't care about you. Stop worrying so much about her. And she's just dramatic. God, she even refuses to tell us her first fucking name."

"Brit, calm down." Calm down? Calm down!

"I'm trying to get you to stop worrying and you're telling me to 'calm down'? What is wrong with you?" I was pissed off now.

"You know what, Brit?" He just stared at me.

I lifted my chin, staring right back, "What?"

Adam didn't even answer. He just turned and walked away, like I wasn't his best friend that he's known for three years. Like, I was the one who ran away. But that wasn't me—that was Carris.

I'd bet that she and her sharp tongue tricked him or something. She managed to get Josh in her pocket last year and it looks like Adam is in her pocket this year. Can she just leave my friends alone?

I hand out another blanket. I was on blankets for this class, Adam was on drinks for the same class, and Josh was on nutri-grain bars for our class, too. My boyfriend was busy with his class. I wish he didn't volunteer to help, then he could've been here with me and after I'd pull him off to the side for some 'us' time.

Just one more blanket; it's mine so I just set it down next to my bag. The little kleptomaniac ran off with over a dozen peoples' backpacks when she abandoned us. Lucky for me she didn't snatch mine. But her class, and a few by the doors, was missing some. She's lucky that no one had anything actually important in there or she'd be in huge trouble when she gets back. She can't stay out for long; she's fucking useless on her own, only good when she's trying to brag about stuff and then tries to prove it (which she does but that doesn't change anything).

Someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Hey, Brit, you look like you're gonna kill someone."

I look up at Josh, "Just thinking. Come sit down." I plop down on my blanket. He does the same next to me and I reach up to touch his tight curls. His hair looks black but he tells me it's actually really, really, really dark brown. He grabbed my hand and pulled it away. I take advantage of the opening and lean into his chest.

"Brit, your boyfriend is right there." He said, trying to push me off.

"Well, if he's not here then he doesn't matter." I snuggle in more.

He sighed and relaxed, finally, but then stiffened again. I knew my boyfriend was probably watching us again, like I care. If he doesn't care enough about me to blow off a little volunteering for me then why should I have to stop hanging around my friends?