Shelley sat with Brenda at a small lunch table in the back. Brenda too didn't have many friends. All the girls hated her because they were jealous of her beauty and the eye of all the boys.
"So, what's up with you and Brad?"
She was also the gossip queen.
"What are you talking about?"
"Don't think that nobody knows about you flirting with him!" Brenda giggled.
"Oh no," Shelley moaned.
"What?"
"Who was talking?"
"Hrmm, Link, Fender, Tammy, Amber—"
Shelley frowned.
"Hi Shelley! Hi Brenda!" Tammy bounced over and plunked down. "So Shelley, how's things going with Brad? Brad told Fender and Link that he just walked you out nothing was going on, but Fender told me and Link told Amber, and—" while Tammy was rambling on, Brenda turned to Shelley.
"How long does usually go on?"
Shelley shrugged.
"Tammy!" Amber snapped. "We're over here,"
"Bye guys!"
Tammy picked up her tray and started to leave.
"I'll meet you at the bus," Shelley said to Brenda.
Brenda nodded and walked away.
"Tammy," Shelley gripped Tammy's wrist.
"Huh?"
"Don't take it,"
"Huh?"
"Don't take Amber's crap. You don't deserve it, not at all. Don't let her push you around," Shelley let go of Tammy's wrist.
Tammy was trying not to cry as tears watered in her eyes. She ran past Amber and into the girls bathroom.
"Grr!" Amber growled and glared at Shelley. "What the hell did you say to her?" Amber stomped over to Shelley.
"None of your business Amber, now get out of my face!" Shelley demanded, listening to her own advice for once.
Amber was too shocked to fight back. Shelley grabbed her tray and left.
