The look on Sloane’s face was almost enough for Sisse to drop the subject, almost. But the fact that she didn’t rightly know why Sisse was upset was enough to keep Sisse standing there in the deserted hallway. “How could you not tell me, Sloane? I thought we were friends!” Sisse started her betrayal leaking into every word. There was no way she could mention her own feelings about Cam, that would be altogether mortifying now, but there were enough other emotions swaying through her about the whole thing. “Friends tell each other things! Instead you’ve told me for years how you aren’t interested in Cameron and now this?” There was no hiding the hurt now as Sisse pointed back the way they had came, every emotion she was feeling visible on her face.

If this was growing up she didn’t want it. She wanted to go back to being a first year, happy to have made friends no matter their differences. Now the divide between them all seemed to only loom each year, something she had tried to ignore this past year but now was glaringly obvious to her.