AN: Thanks for reviews, some great suggestions there. I'll definitely use that idea about locking Bella and Alice in an enclosed space so they can fight it out, but you'll have to be patient, because I'll need to drag out the separation a little bit. They both need to grow up a little first, so bear with me for a couple chapters. ;)

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Chapter 10:

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It had been a week since Alice had spoken to Bella. They had moved past frosty indifference and were now actively avoiding each other. Lines were drawn. Jessica was beginning to miss them both—especially Angela, who was almost a sister to her—but she spent most of her time with Alice. She wasn't sure why, but after what happened last week, she thought she was supposed to.

Now they were studying in their dorm, just the two of them. No Bella, no Angela. Alice had been distant all week and the homework had been piling up. They were sitting cross-legged, notebooks in their laps, and Jessica could hear Alice's iPod blaring. She was bobbing her head to the music and not really working. Jess frowned at her. Then she reached over and pulled one of the earplugs out.

"Come on, Alice," she said, "you have to concentrate. Do you need help?"

Alice heaved a sigh and took out the other earplug and then she switched the iPod off. "It's just Spanish," she said. "Who cares? It's not like I'm ever gonna use it."

"Well, I hate to sound like a teacher, but that's not really the point."

"I don't care."

"Come on, let me help you," Jess said, shuffling over to sit beside Alice. "I'm pretty good at Spanish, we could make it a study date."

Alice looked at her dryly. "Date?"

Jess had been smiling. Now the smile drained a little. She sat back a little and tucked some blonde hair behind her ear. "Yeah, date," she said. "I mean, after what happened between us…"

Alice winced a little and tried to hide it. "Yeah, that wasn't… I mean, that was just…" She gave a little shrug. "You know."

"What do you mean?"

"Look, Jess," Alice said, and took both of Jessica's hands. "I really like you, but maybe…I don't know, maybe we'd be better as friends, you know?"

Jess's smile slipped away. "Friends?"

"Well, yeah," Alice said, and then smiled and tried to put a positive spin on it. "I mean, I just really appreciate you as a friend, and I'd hate to ruin that. You know?"

Jess nodded and tugged back her hands gently. Ever since that day last week she had been trying to get closer to Alice because she thought that was what Alice wanted. Now she felt humiliated and hurt. But she didn't want Alice to know so she swallowed the lump in her throat and nodded. "Um, yeah," she said, as if she understood. "Yeah, that's—I mean, that's cool. I was only kidding when I said date, we don't have to…"

Alice had been watching her, hoping to get away with it, and now she smiled in relief. She gave a few nods, bobbing her head up and down happily, and then a large yawn came over her. It was getting late and they'd been studying for hours.

"Gee, I'm beat," Alice said, peering at the clock and rubbing her eyes. "I think I'm gonna go to bed."

Jess didn't answer. She just smiled a little and nodded, her stomach in knots. Alice smiled too, completely misreading her, and leaned a little toward Jessica's mouth impishly.

"Wanna fool around a little?" she asked, smirking.

Jess flinched backward, as if there was something wrong with Alice's lips, and gestured at their notebooks to cover it up. "You should get that revision done, Alice."

"I'll do it tomorrow or next week or something," Alice said, frowning at both at school work and how Jessica had recoiled. "Come on, don't you want to have some fun?"

"Nah," Jessica said, shaking her head in an effort at casualness, already grabbing up her books. "I'm kind of tired too."

Alice sat back, disappointed. Jessica hopped off the bed, put her books on the desk, and hurried into the bathroom without looking back. Before the door closed Alice saw her touch her face but Alice didn't know if she was brushing back some hair or wiping away a tear. The door clicked closed and Alice looked down. That bad feeling was back in the pit of her stomach and she was beginning to realize what kept causing it.

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By the time she got up in the morning the bad feeling was gone and she went right back to pointedly ignoring Bella and Angela. Jessica stuck by her side but she was much subdued.

That day there was a Spanish class and Alice had always loved Spanish. Not the language, the class. Not even the class. The teacher. The teacher was Miss Carmen and she was the sexiest teacher in school. Tall, dark, gorgeous. Alice could stare at her all day and she was staring now, elbows on her desk and her chin in her palms, smiling as the woman strode the front of the class in her flimsy red dress and red leather heels. She was lecturing and gesturing with her hands, pointing at things on the whiteboard, asking questions of the class in her seductive Spanish voice. Alice wasn't the only one staring, although most of the others also had a pen in their hands to take notes.

Alice sighed, letting her eyes wander the woman's long brown legs. She had her back to the class and the red silk of her dress was loose and flowing about her thighs like a sundress. Now she turned to her desk and bent slightly to rifle through a stack of papers, shifting her weight from leg to leg and causing her hips to sway like a breeze.

"Wow," Alice said. "She is soooo hot."

Jess was sitting next to her and she shot her a glance. "You need to concentrate, Alice," she hissed. "You're already failing."

Alice only smirked at her teacher's behind. The woman was bent at the hip, her legs perfectly straight, and her dress had ridden up just enough for a peep of red underwear to peek from under the hem. Alice's smirk went a little wider. "I am concentrating," she said, not taking her eyes off it. "On how sexy that ass is."

Miss Carmen might've heard. She stood and turned. She carried her chin high and her brown eyes met Alice's. She wore red lipstick and there was a smile on them.

"Alice," she said, in a deliberate tone. "Do you have something to add to the class?"

Alice smirked boldly and gave a cocky shrug. "No," she said. "I was just saying how…hot it is in here."

A windy riffle of giggles went among the girls. Bella rolled her eyes. The windows in the room were open to the west and a low sun was hanging above the horizon. The teacher wore a slight gloss of sweat on her face and her skin was like glistening caramel. She was unflustered by Alice's comment and she gave Alice a steady smile of her red lips.

"Is that so? Then perhaps you could tell us all how hot it is…in Spanish."

A few smirks bloomed around the room. Alice was caught off-guard. This was the first year she'd taken Spanish and she didn't know.

"Um…"

Miss Carmen stood there with her arms folded, waiting, watching her with a smile. "We are waiting, Miss Brrrandon," she said, rolling the word under her tongue like a purring cougar.

Alice bit her lip. "I don't know."

"No, you do not," said Miss Carmen. "And why do you not know? Because you do not pay attention. If you did pay attention, you would know that it is not hot in here…"

She was strolling toward Alice's desk and now she leaned on the desktop with her palms and leveled a smoky stare directly into Alice's face.

"It is muy caliente," she said, shaping the syllables slowly with her full red lips. "Si?"

Alice gulped. The woman had very large breasts and they were brown and bunched between her arms as she leaned over the desk awaiting a reply.

"S-si," Alice meeped.

"Si, what?"

"Si, senora."

Miss Carmen smiled. She looked some more into the girl's face, as if she found her blush pretty, and then she rose. "Good girl," she said. "Today you will stay behind after class. Your work has been failing and you must be taught to pay attention. Understood?"

"Si," Alice muttered.

Miss Carmen raised a chocolate eyebrow.

"Si, senora," Alice added.

Another giggle went through the class. Alice glared at them all sullenly. Bella and Angela were whispering together, snickering, and even Jess was smirking.

"Buena," said Miss Carmen. The bell rang for the end of the day and she clapped her hands together as the girls began to gather their books. "The rest of you may leave," she announced. "Alice will remain."

Alice pouted as she watched everyone leave. Jess had spared her a sigh but she didn't even say goodbye, she just hurried to catch up with Bella and Angela. Alice turned back to the teacher. Miss Carmen was smiling at her and Alice met the smile with a frown—even though her body felt light with excitement.

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Jessica fell in with Bella and Angela in the corridor and soon they were back at the dorm, just the three of them. They all had studying to do and they convened a quick study session on Jessica's old bed, now Bella's, the three of them sitting in a loose circle with a pile of textbooks in the middle.

"That was so funny seeing Alice embarrassed like that," Bella was saying. "I hope she gets in trouble. She probably won't pass anything without me doing her homework for her."

Jessica snorted at Alice's behavior lately. "I tried to get her to study last night," she said, "but she only wanted to fool around."

"Ugh," Bella groaned. "She was like that with me too."

Angela sighed and shook her head regretfully. "She's really changed lately," she said. "I feel sorry for her."

"I don't," Jess retorted, letting her feelings out for the first time in a week. "She basically lied right to my face. She told me she liked me to get my clothes off and as soon as I put them back on she doesn't like me anymore. I mean, who does that? I can't believe I'm still friends with her."

Angela gave her a sympathetic look and touched her hand to make her feel better. Bella softened up a little too and small butterflies moved in her stomach as she remembered what Alice used to be like, the cheerfulness, the bubbliness. She sighed.

"Well, at least she never lied to me," she said. "I guess I kind of feel sorry for her too. I don't think she changed, I think something changed her. She was always really cool until me and Rosalie got close. Then she…"

Bella drifted off, thinking. Wondering. The three of them were quiet for a moment and then Jess turned to Angela.

"Hey," she said, "you guys mind if I sleep in here tonight? I'm sick of Alice's drama, you know?"

Angela lit up and threw her arms around Jess in a hug. "Of course you can! It's your own room, silly!"

"You can have your old bed back," Bella offered. "I'll sleep on the floor."

Jessica was happy with their enthusiasm and she waved away the offer. "You don't have to sleep on the floor, we can share."

"Or you can share with me," Angela grinned, giving her old friend a squeeze. "I really miss you."

Jessica looked at her, smiling and blushing a little at how close Angela was. "You sound like Alice when she wants to fool around."

"Well, maybe I do," Angela giggled.

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," Angela grinned, and she was so swept up in the moment that she actually put a big kiss on Jessica's lips.

Bella's eyebrows shot up.

The two friend's kissed for a moment before they realized what they were doing, sitting on the bed with Angela's arms around Jessica's neck, one brunette, one blonde, their lips mashed together like long lost lovers. They actually made a really cute couple. Bella felt a blush heat up her face and finally the two girls realized what they were doing. Their eyes fluttered open and they disconnected the kiss slowly. Their faces went red and neither knew what to say. They looked at Bella and Bella smirked.

"Well, there's nothing wrong with fooling around," she said. "Not really."

Slow grins broke over their faces. A few giggles bubbled to the surface. They looked at one another for a minute and then they pounced on each other, the three of them laughing and vying for kisses as they fumbled with the buttons on their blouses.

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The Spanish classroom was on the second floor and the windows faced full west. The teacher had kept Alice behind so long the sun was already beginning to set. The lights in the room were off and the room was filled with a romantic wine-colored glow. Miss Carmen had shifted a chair beside Alice's desk and she was giving the girl a quick less in enunciation.

"No, no, no," she was saying. "You must roll the R. Like this."

Then she tossed back her dark brown hair and tilted back her head to show the cords in her slender throat and how they vibrated as she trilled away like a big beautiful humming bird. Alice's eyes flickered at her lips but mostly she was trying to focus. Miss Carmen stopped and nodded for her to try. Alice licked her lips and gave it a shot forcing a hard D sound into the roof of her mouth and rolling it into an R. It wasn't perfect, but it made Miss Carmen smile.

"Yes," she said. "You must practice. Will you practice?"

Alice nodded happily. "Si."

"Buena," said the teacher. Then she reached with a hand and caressed the young girl's cheek, as if to admire the mouth she spoke from. "You have a Spanish tongue," she said, with a hint of sauciness. "It only needs to be taught to behave."

Alice blushed heavily. Miss Carmen rose with an airy grace and put her chair back under the desk she'd fetched it from and then she gave a loud sigh and stretched with her arms high in the air and her back sensuously arched. The windows were suffused with a pink and purple light and she stood with her figure in glorious silhouette and the light material of her dress clinging to all her curves. In the dimness the cloth seemed to be a darker red. Alice bit her lip, watching, gathering up her books. Miss Carmen smiled at the sunset and turned her smile to Alice.

"A beautiful evening, is it not?" she asked. "Do you have plans tonight, Miss Brandon?"

Alice shrugged. "Not really."

"No? Por que, no?"

Alice breathed in and out, letting a little of her depression to the surface. She felt she had bonded slightly with this beautiful woman and that she could be honest. "I don't know," she said. "My friends aren't really talking to me anymore."

"And why is that?"

"They think I'm a puta," Alice pouted.

Miss Carmen smiled and slapped the back of her wrist playfully. "Shh," she admonished gently. "You are no puta. You are princesa. Such an ugly word should not be used for so pretty a girl."

"I know, but that's what they think."

"Tsk," the woman clucked, perching a thigh on the edge of the desk and folding her legs, as if to get comfortable. "And why do they think this?"

Alice lost her train of thought for a second. The woman was sitting on her desk and her eyes were darting at those full brown thighs. Miss Carmen waited for the girl to continue and while she waited she took a handful of her long brown hair and lifted the dark curtain free from the nape of her neck before taking up a worksheet and fanning herself with it in the sunset like some amazing tropical beauty.

Alice gulped. "Well, I, um," she cleared her throat. "I, uh…I kind of slept with them. And then I wasn't really interested in a relationship. But that's not my fault…is it?"

Alice looked up at the woman on her desk as if she might actually respect her opinion on the matter. The woman gave a shrug, still fanning herself.

"Quizas yes," she said, "quizas no."

"What's quizas again?"

"Perhaps," the teacher clarified. The girl still looked confused and the teacher smiled and set down the worksheet she was fanning herself with. "You are a spirited girl," she said. "You have much…pasión."

"Is that passion?" Alice asked.

"Yes," the teacher said, cupping the young girl's cheeks and gazing into her eyes. You could see the sunset in them. "Pasión is like fire," she said. "It is warm and bright and beautiful. But if you are not careful…it will burn."

"It never burnt me," Alice objected limply.

The woman tilted her beautiful head. "No?"

"No," Alice insisted, somewhat unsure.

The woman smiled. She was still cupping Alice's cheek and now she brushed the ball of her thumb over Alice's small pink lips. "Your fire burns brightly," she whispered, her voice as thick and sensuous as honey. "But what will you do when a bigger fire comes along? Hm? A hotter fire? Will you burn then?"

The woman framed these questions innocently but with an underlying seductiveness, perched there in her blazing red dress much like a fiery goddess herself. Alice's heart was racing and she was gazing up into those sultry brown eyes helplessly.

"I don't know," she murmured.

"I think so, carino," whispered the woman, smiling, caressing her reddening cheek. "Your flames tremble already."

Alice felt herself lost, drifting. The woman was so beautiful, with her brown eyes, and brown skin, her red and ravishing lips. "What does carino mean?" she asked in a daze.

Miss Carmen smiled and leaned slowly to Alice's lips. "It means…darling," she whispered onto them before pressing her mouth onto Alice's.

Alice's eyes fell closed like a girl going to sleep. A soft moan came out of her. She was sitting perfectly straight in her chair and her face was tilted as high as it would go. The woman's hand had caressed her cheek for a moment before slipping down to the nape of her neck, pulling at her gently as she deepened the kiss. Alice opened her mouth and accepted the older woman's tongue. Her kiss seemed to have the same accent as her speech, deliberate and exotic and powerfully seductive. Alice gave another moan, louder this time, and squirmed a little on the chair as the throb between her legs grew and grew.

The woman chuckled at the sound and broke the kiss for a moment. Alice blinked and swayed softly, as if she was near to fainting. The woman was smiling, her lips red and wet, and then she unfolded her legs and swung them over the girl's head, pivoting slightly on the desk so that she was sitting with her legs open and the girl sitting between her thighs. Alice was breathing deeply and she stared at those beautiful thighs, the skin smooth and brown as golden syrup, and at how the red material of her dress draped between them just enough to almost conceal her underwear.

Almost.

Alice could see a glimpse of red lace and the sight drove her wild with desire. She licked her lips and looked up. The woman was smiling at her and while she had Alice's attention she reached for the shoulder straps of her dress and slipped them off, holding them up so they wouldn't fall but teasing it very strongly. Under the torso of her dress lay her large breasts, ready and eager to be exposed, and she smiled at Alice.

"Would you like to be burnt, pobrecita?" she asked teasingly.

Alice didn't know what that word meant and she didn't ask.

"Yes," she said breathlessly.

The teacher smiled, as if that was the correct answer, and lowered the straps of her dress.

She wore no bra underneath and the silk of her dress caught slightly on her hard nipples as she lowered it. The sun was still setting but the dimness only added to their beauty, shaded them and made them darker. A mesmerized smile moved over Alice's mouth as she lifted her hands, as if to ask permission. The woman smiled as well and preened her chest invitingly. Alice lowered her eyes again and gently, gently, placed her hands upon those marvelous mounds.

"Wow," she whispered.

The woman tossed her hair cockily. "My flames are bigger than yours, no?"

"Yeah," Alice agreed.

She was feeling them gently. She had never played with breasts so large before and she was shocked at how heavy they felt, how heavy and soft and warm and wonderful. Her head was spinning from excitement. She stroked the globes of them, relishing the brown smoothness as she gained confidence. She gave them a squeeze. The woman's nipples were huge and dark and stiff as pebbles. Alice passed the pads of her thumbs over them and finally got a reaction from the woman. Miss Carmen sucked in a breath, flinching slightly, and smiled down at the girl there.

"Careful, chica," she cautioned playfully. "Get close to the fire, you will burn."

Alice grinned and squeezed the woman's tits. "I don't care," she said, and then leaned and took one of those nipples into her mouth.

She moaned as she sucked on it and made the woman moan as well. Soon the woman's hands were in her short black hair, holding her face at her chest and petting her like a cat, murmuring sweet Spanish nothings as Alice licked at her nipples and suckled at them, flicking her tongue at those hard little nubs and nipping at them as if she really were a an aggressive little kitten.

Finally her hands came down to the woman's thighs and she stroked them for a bit before she reached up her dress for her underwear. The woman lifted herself slightly, smiling as the girl tugged down her panties eagerly. She opened her legs anew, revealing the moist entrance between her thighs, and leaned back on the desk to allow the girl access, her legs in the air and her feet clad in high heels. She was holding up the skirt of her dress out of the way and smiling for the girl to go ahead, inviting with her lips and with a slight dare in the lift of an eyebrow. Alice swallowed, her eyes glazed and her head filled with lust, and then she leaned toward it.

She began slowly, sampling the woman's nectar with her lips and tongue, tasting her, licking her, kissing her. The woman moaned encouragingly and Alice steadily began to get bolder. She explored the woman's folds with her tongue, licking every inch of her. She was getting wetter and wetter and soon Alice's whole mouth was slathered in her arousal. The woman was breathing deeply now, her breaths almost like moans, and an insistent tone had come into her Spanish whisperings, insistent and half-desperate, demanding and hissing for:

"Mas. Mas, mas, necesito mas. Mas, chica, mas…"

Until finally she climaxed, her back arched and her breasts swelling on her chest, a low groan coming from her throat as she tilted back her head and smiled with the setting sun cast across her closed eyes. Alice continued to lick her, much to her delight, and she opened her eyes to watch.

"Mmm," she murmured approvingly. "Your tongue is improving."

Alice looked up and smiled with her glossy lips before licking them and passing the back of her wrist over them. "Thanks," she said.

Miss Carmen arched a brow.

"Gracias," Alice corrected herself.

Miss Carmen smiled and petted her head. "De nada."

The woman was still wearing her red leather heels and instead of rising from the desk she placed her shoe against the front of the girl's chair, between the girl's parted knees, and gave it a seductive shove backward. The chair scraped on the floor, sending vibrations through Alice's body. She smiled, watching, and slowly the woman slid off the desk like a predatory jungle cat and knelt on the floor in front of Alice's chair. Alice bit her lip, her pussy throbbing madly.

"Now," said the woman, lifting the girl's pleated miniskirt, "is your turn."

She began kissing the inside of Alice's slender thighs, making her squirm with anticipation. She was so horny, she didn't think she'd ever been this horny. The front of her panties was all wet and the woman was pulling them down. Alice raised up slightly to help her and she yelped out loud as the woman's tongue instantly lashed against her soft wet pussy.

"Oh god," she said, already on the verge of coming. The woman continued to lick her, deft tongue strokes that sent blistering bolts of lust into her body, and suddenly: "Ugh!"

She came.

She came once and then she came again as the woman's lips fastened to her clit and sucked another orgasm out of her, a small cry escaping her as her eyes squeezed shut. The woman chuckled between her legs and licked a few more times, easing her down, and then she placed one last kiss on Alice's entrance.

Alice was sweating and breathing heavily. She couldn't calm down. She licked her lips and closed her legs, swallowing. Miss Carmen rose to her feet, completely unruffled. Her panties were laying on the floor. She bent to fetch them up and then she stepped into them sexily, pulling them up under her dress. Alice gulped and realized she better put her own panties back on. They were tangled around one of her ankles and she quickly stood and pulled them back up as the teacher crossed the room and flipped on the light. It was almost fully dark outside.

"And now the lesson is over," she said. "What have you learnt, Miss Brandon?"

Alice was still breathing heavily. She swallowed and licked her lips, gathering her things from her desk and slipping her bag over her shoulder.

"To, um…roll my R's," she said.

"Is that all?"

"I think so."

Alice wasn't sure. The woman was standing by the closed door of the classroom and she regarded the girl with a smile and a slightly arched brow. Then she opened the door and held it open.

"Muy bien," she said. "You may leave."

Alice nodded and stepped past her into the corridor and hesitated for a second. The lights had come on throughout the building and she felt like she'd been on a date. She kind of wanted the woman to walk her back to the dorm or even just hang out with her a little more. Miss Carmen was closing the door behind her but Alice turned around quickly.

"Hey, um…"

"Si, carino?"

Alice remembered the word carino. Darling. She smiled and went a little shy. "Well, the truth is, I've still got a lot of homework I haven't done," she said. "I was gonna catch up on the weekend, but I could really use some help. So if you're not busy…"

Alice gave a coy giggle. The woman smiled at her and said:

"No."

Alice was stunned. She blinked, uncomprehending.

"No?" she blurted. "But, I thought…"

She trailed off, confused. The woman smiled and touched her shoulder, as if this was yet another lesson the girl must learn.

"Seek help from your friends," she said. "I think perhaps they may teach you more than I. Buenas Noches, princesa. I will see you Monday."

Then she placed a kiss on the girl's cheek and closed the door.

Alice was still stunned. Her mouth hung open and she was dazed as she started down the corridor. She didn't know what had happened. She thought they had bonded. She thought the woman really liked her. What did she do wrong? She didn't know, and she didn't like how it felt. She felt confused. She felt hurt. She felt…

Burnt.

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When she got back to the dorm she found her own half empty. She dropped her bag beside her bed and wondered where Jess was. She was about to send a text when she heard a loud giggle from next door.

She frowned. It had sounded like Bella. She hesitated for a minute and then she decided to go ask Bella and Angela where Jessica might be. She missed them all and she didn't want them to hate her anymore. After what happened tonight she knew how they must've felt when she treated them the same way. She just hoped they would forgive her and they could all be friends again.

So she opened the door into the bathroom and crossed the tiles to the other door that led into the other half of the suite. She checked if it was locked, but it wasn't, and then she opened the door.

Angela's bed was against the far wall and the first thing Alice saw was Angela on her back and Jessica on top of her. They were naked and giggling and kissing each other's mouths playfully, faces flushed, slightly sweaty. They were under a sheet but the sheet only covered their bottom halves. The floor was littered with blouses and skirts and shoes and socks and panties.

Alice saw them and her mouth fell open in utter shock. The sound of the door opening had startled them slightly and they giggled when they saw Alice standing there. Angela tugged up the sheet quickly, to cover their boobs and to cover her grin as well, and Jessica smirked.

"Jess," Alice said, the word coming out in a breathless gasp. "What are you…?"

But then the bottom half of the sheet started moving and suddenly someone's head popped out from the other side.

Bella's head.

"Bella!?" Alice shrieked, suddenly enraged. "What are you doing?!"

Bella grinned. Her dark hair was tangled all over her head and her mouth was shiny from where she'd been eating out Jessica and Angela at the same time.

"Nothing," she said. "Just…"

She trailed off, trying not to giggle. Angela's eyes were dancing above the mask of bedsheet over her mouth. Jessica chuckled and Bella shrugged a naked shoulder impishly.

"Just fooling around," she said.

Angela tittered behind the sheet. Alice stared at them.

"Hey," Jessica said, "I'm gonna spend the night in here, so you can just go to bed whenever. See you tomorrow, okay?"

Jessica nodded at Alice as if to shoo her away. Angela gave her a wave from under the sheet and Bella just waited, watching her. Alice stared at them for a second. Waves of hurt rolled over her and the strongest wave came when she looked at Bella. She blinked and then she staggered into motion and turned around and slammed the bathroom door behind her.

She went into her room and stood there, fuming, fists clenched. How could they do this to her? It was beyond unfair, it was outrageous. First Miss Carmen, now her best friends. Even Bella. All of them, just—

"Putas," she spat.

Then she ripped open the bedroom door and stormed out.

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