David and Heather

David spotted Heather in the halls between first and second period on Wednesday morning, immediately swooping down on her and resting his chin on her shoulder.  She smelled like roses.  “Hey beautiful.”

Heather giggled.  “Morning to you too.”  He kissed her cheek.  “You’re in a good mood today.”
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Discounts

In the padded room Katy was applying a bag of ice to Sprite’s eye when Heather and David entered.  “What happened?” Heather exclaimed.

“Sonia Madden’s fist.” Sprite replied, wincing at the cold.  “It was my fault.  I knew she was the violent type before I called her a bitch.” [more]…

Grace

At her old school Heather’s day would have been completely full, not with just the required English, math, social studies, science, but she also would have been starting her fourth year of French, singing in the choir, working on the school newspaper.  At Rymmer, she took study halls. [more]…