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Destruction. The once civilized and traditional town was now in complete and utter destruction. Shattered glass covered the asphalt, smoke and ash remnants clouded the air, and half of West Ham's food supply was missing. This was not something that could go on if they wanted to survive.
In response to the disastrous events, Cassandra Pressman decided to call an emergency meeting in the church the next morning, only inviting females. As they waited for her, Rose-Mary sat in the church next to Helena, holding a warm cup of coffee, happy that someone was finally taking action to make the town more civilized.
"Did Cassandra text you too?" Jessica Archer walked in, clad in a shimmering green dress. Rose-Mary was confused, as the rest of them were in sweats and hoodies.
"Was there a dress code we didn't know about?" Becca joked, looking up from her magazine.
"I spent 700 bucks in this," Jessica said, "and it's not like I'm going to be wearing it to prom." She sat down next to Rose-Mary and straightened out the long, tight-fitted dress. Rose-Mary hadn't even thought about prom. A beautiful red dress sat in her closet, a hand-me-down from her mother, just waiting to be worn. Now what was she supposed to do?
Kelly approached them not long after, placing a box of tampons in Helena's hands, earning a sigh of relief.
"You're a lifesaver," she said. Tampons had recently been in short supply, an issue that worried the girls as tampons were not something they could give up easily. Rose-Mary had a relatively hefty supply, as she had raided Lisa's bathroom, collecting any feminine hygiene supplies her mother had left behind.
"Someone must be hoarding these. There were none left at the drug store."
"I try to ration," Kelly said softly, "I only have three boxes left."
"Thank you," Helena sighed.
Allie and Cassandra walked side-by-side down the red isle from the back of the church.
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"Boys we thought we knew destroyed those stores last night. And if we don't do something, male testosterone is going to be the end of us," Cassandra said as the group sat on the stage.
