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“This is platonic passion, don’t be silly.”

“Still, they are feelings, Kendra. You can't have a piece of ice for a heart.”

I laughed. In fact, I hadn't. But conversations that were too sentimental and too melodramatic were not my thing, so I preferred to let people believe in my coldness.

My cousin drove from downtown to campus and dropped me off in front of my dorm before heading to hers. We said goodbye and I went straight to my room to get my things to take a shower. I desperately needed one.

I barely spoke to the girls, after all, each one was locked in their respective room. I grabbed my things and went to the bathroom. I let the hot water relax my sore muscles and enjoyed the moment alone. Not that I had much to think about, in fact, the goal was not to think about anything and it worked.

About half an hour later, I turned off the shower and wrapped the towel around myself before stepping out of the curtain. And I almost got scared when I looked at Veronica at the sink, wiping her makeup off

“There's no bathroom on your floor?” I complained, approaching and placing my toiletry bag on the sink next to her.

Brown eyes looked at me with not much emotion.

“There is, but they closed it today, I don't know why.”

I sighed. I wouldn't argue or stop the girl from using the bathroom.

I opened my bag and took out my hairbrush. I started brushing and Veronica went to the shower behind, next to which I had gotten out. She left her things in the space reserved for that purpose, so that they wouldn't get everything wet, and began to undress.

I continued to brush my hair and look at my reflection in the mirror, but I couldn't control my gaze, it ended up falling on the body of the girl I hated most, just for a moment. And even from the back, looking as sad and exhausted as possible, she managed to be stunning. It was an athletic and perfect body.

“Do you have a tattoo on your butt?” I questioned, finding myself shocked by the discovery.

Veronica turned subtly, staring at her ass.

It was a small butterfly, very discreet, but it was still there.

“Yes I have. I got it last year.”

“A butterfly on the butt?” I laughed weakly. “This is very tacky.”

She rolled her eyes and got into the shower, closing the curtain.

“Good night, Kendra.”

I smiled weakly.

“Good night, Veronica.”

I finished brushing my hair, applied face cream and left the bathroom before she turned off the shower.

I took in all the air I could and did the movement Karlee asked for, however, it was impossible to stay in stuns that day. A week had passed since my breakup with MJ and I still felt like crap. I couldn't concentrate on anything, I constantly felt drained and low-spirited.

Sometime later, Karlee dismissed me and brought in another girl from the team to practice the same move. I took a deep breath, feeling the sweat building up on the back of my neck and I just wanted to scream. My gym performance had been completely ruined since the party incident and I felt like a huge failure.

I was avoiding my brother and aunt and uncle because I didn't want to tell them the extent of my humiliation. Besides,I knew Derek, he would lose his temper if he knew the reason I broke up and he didn't need that at the moment.

I took a sip of my water and wiped away a stubborn tear that wanted to run down my face. I untied the bandages from my hand and decided to go get some air, otherwise I might go crazy with my own thoughts.

I walked outside and was greeted by the scorching heat. I felt my clothes sticking to me even more. I sat on the ground, on the sidewalk alone, allowing a little sadness to wash over me.

That is, of course, until the blonde devil's voice rings out.

“Oh, found you!” She announced, approaching.

“Leave me alone.”