Lizzy said as she made her way into Tess’s childhood bedroom. In spite of the dire situation, her rubenesque friend chuckled at the Backstreet Boys posters on her wall. “Really? You couldn’t be more middle America if you tried.” Tess rolled her eyes and accepted the beyond valuable paper bag from her friend. She’d hidden the blade in her locker and had Lizzy get it from work to bring here. It was for the best as she was sure the Blacktop Sinners had been stalking her since she left Derek’s house after their first date. If she’d tried the same thing, she’d be splattered on a parking lot’s pavement by now. “We can’t all have the street cred of sneaking into dive bars for indie bands in high school.” “Sure, you say that, but then can you explain the obsession with pink? Looks like Pepto Bismal got loose all over here.” “Mom thought it was girly, and Sarah always had a soccer theme, and never mind.
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