The very thought of all the strangers who would whisper and point about how plain she looked next to Balfour twisted her guts like a knife.
"Oh Victoria, please, I'm begging you. This whole mess is my fault, let me just see that post, will you? The thing about Balfour, I don't really know him that well. I just... I just..."
Mara trailed off, unable to continue her fabrication, because she truly liked Balfour. Saying she hated him was a trio of words that just wouldn't come out.
"Just what? Just that you don't know Balfour and he doesn't know you? I don't know when you started falling for him, but let me tell you. There's a whole line of girls crushing on him, and you're not the first and certainly not the most special. So don't worry, this post will blow over soon. Besides, it's not like they caught your face in the shot. No one at our school knows you, so what's the big deal? You're just going to have to deal with a little heartache, that's all."
Since Mara showed no signs of wanting to apologize, there was no reason for Victoria to keep indulging her.
"Argh! What do you want me to do? You've always had the upper hand in everything, so why do you have to deny me the right to like him too? Is it just because you're prettier and more accomplished than me?" Mara shouted.
Victoria stopped in her tracks, ready to leave, and turned around with an incredulous stare.
"What are you talking about? Isn't it because you lied, which got me in trouble with Dad? You haven't even hinted at an apology, so isn't that why I'm punishing you?"
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