A REVENGE PARTY? I'M SO IN!

SLOANE'S POINT OF VIEW. Before we could walk in, a familiar voice of someone stops us. "Hey! It's the girl who almost drowned." Ace's playful voice breaks the tension in my nerves as he stops in front of us. He's dressed like the stereotypical bad boy, with his midnight black hair slicked back, and chains in his Ravenscroft High pants, his leather boots shone against the morning sun, as his smirk almost blinds me. "Don't call her that," Amara says, staring at him, as her hold tightens on me. "Oh, it's mother hen too. You're gonna be hovering around all day or what?" He asks, his eyes dark, as he stares down at her. His body language as he regards her is tense, like he's about to snap. "If you call me that ever again, I swear to fuck, I will knee you so hard in your micro balls, you're be swearing to Jupiter." The sight of their banter almost breaks a smile on my lips, but my broken heart doesn't permit it. "What are you doing here?" I asked, referring to Ace. "Um....going to school." H