I took out a piece of paper with the words, ‘If you want to avenge your pathetic friend, Aria, meet me in the old warehouse on Sixth Avenue tonight’ scrawled on it, written by yours truly. I then ran back to class and left the note under her desk. As Allison came back to class, fighting back tears, she picked up the note and sighed in exasperation as she read it. We locked eyes and she mouthed the words ‘It’s on.’
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