"Cards guy?" Genevieve inquired softly.
"Uh, when do we not play? Not like we have any work to do." Marie replied.
"And it's not like it would have stopped us anyways." Isabelle added.
I offered, "Alright, I'll deal."
This conversation almost a ritual, something like it was said every day, Monday to Friday for the past many months. I had known these four wonderful people for a long time, but only this year did they become close friends. Except for Genevieve, she had been a great friend for much longer, as I had known her in elementary school.
I noticed both she and Holly were quiet today, but I assumed it was just fatigue or senioritis. This final year of high school had been a drain on everyone; even Savannah was dragging herself forward. All of our energy was just gone, but we still enjoyed ourselves.
As the game went on the corners of our mouths slowly rose and laughs escaped here and there. We were all quite quiet people on our own, but together we could get rather rambunctious. In class I could be dead silent but here, here I could be loud, to the point that people stared.
As I dealt the next hand I noticed the silver band on my right ring finger and thought of Savannah. I had been lucky that we played cards in the caf, right next to the stage. For the past two weeks Savannah's drama group was practicing up there and I got to see her beautiful face much more often. I felt extremely blessed for these past two years.
While I was thinking of this she walked up behind me and surprised me with a hug, "Hey sweetie!" She stepped to my side and continued with a smirk, "How's that homework going, eh?" Ooh, busted for playing when I should be working.
"Well," but before I could continue she fell and lay still on the ground. Sooner than I could get up from my seat in I saw the other girls get wobbly and collapse forward. I felt a cold jolt run through me at the last moment, then everything was swallowed up by darkness.