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stupid. As if anybody would actually want to save me.

 

     

     
    Five

     

     

     
    School.
    It’s a place where everything is overrated, rude and miniskirts seem to be the only way you can get a boyfriend. Dirty jokes and sadistic laughter all rolled in to one, with a side of embarrassment, paranoia, desperation and lust.
    So basically, it’s a recipe for disaster.
    Dana is glaring at everyone who walks near her today, even Remy, for some strange reason. Remy looks miserable as she stares down at her plate of untouched food at lunch and Joey is ignoring us all as he taps away on his phone. And me? I just sit there, awkward and nervous, not having a clue what to say.
    Well, hey, I’m a little rusty at the whole friend thing.
    The moment almost brings me back to my old high school, the one where I was happy, popular, and I had enough friends to last me a lifetime – or so I had thought. I had a best friend called Rebecca, and together we were the inseparable pair, the superiors of our school. We’d promised each other we’d always have the other persons back. We had practically blood promised.
    And then my mum had died, my dad lost the plot, and I spiralled into depression. Rebecca ditched me the moment she saw the change in me and became besties with Morgan Dutch, the girl who hate me, and proceeded to mock and humiliate me from then onwards. That had been one last loss I couldn’t take, so I built my walls and decided never to let anyone close enough to be classed as a ‘friend’ anymore.
    And now here I was, sat with three people I was friends with, sitting in an awkward silence as though nobody wanted to be there. Well, technically, Joey wasn’t. But Remy, who was always the life of the party, looked guilty and miserable, and Dana, who was like our loving queen, was angry and looked like she wanted to hit somebody.
    I just hoped it wasn’t me, because I’ve heard that she can pack a punch.
    I look between them both as I nibble a French fry, wondering what’s caused the tension between the two. “So, what happened at the party?”
    After Tyler had gone, I’d stayed in the back for a while longer before walking back into the house. I hadn’t been able to find any of them, so I’ just decided to walk home myself. I’d struggled to find my way and I hadn’t got back until gone midnight, where I’d found my dad passed out on the couch as per usual.
    Lost in thought, I hadn’t noticed that Dana had left the table and it was now just me, Joey and Remy. I eye her for a moment, noting the paleness of her skin and how she’s gulping extra hard. “Alex was at the party – he ex,” she murmurs.
    Joey’s head snaps up, eyes wide. “Seriously? No way!”
    I elbow him sharply, making him yelp. “Dude, don’t be inconsiderate,” I glare at him. Turning back to Remy, I ask her, “How did Dana take it?”
    Remy looks away quickly, but I’d already seen the sadness in her eyes. “ Hecameontomeattheparty .”
    Joey and I just blink at her. “What?”
    She takes a deep breath, looking pained. “He came on to me, okay? Dana saw and went crazy, telling me I wasn’t a real friend. But I did nothing, I swear! I didn’t even realise what he was doing! And now she hates my guts.”
    My brow furrows, trying to take in what I’m hearing. “Oh.”
    “Did you have a bitch fight?” Joey asks, voice filled with interest. I watch his fingers moving towards his mobile, itching to get back to his texting.
    I glare at him, telling him to shut up with my eyes. “Remy, I think Dana’s just angry and she’s taking it out on you. It’s not your fault, but don’t blame her, okay? I’ll try talking to her if you want.”
    Her face brightens. “Really? You’ll do that, for me? Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!” She jumps up and runs around the table to hug me, bright pink hair tickling my face as she bounces up and down. “You’re the best Darcy.”
    I roll my eyes, patting her on the back awkwardly.