Not long after, Evelyn and Annabelle reached Class A. They exchanged a quick farewell, a little playful shove, and a knowing look—best friend telepathy at its finest. Annabelle let out a long, dramatic sigh, dragging a hand down her face like she had just climbed a fucking mountain. Then, standing there outside Class A, she threw up her hands.
She exhaled, shaking off the rare moment of actual sentimentality before turning to her best friend with a smirk. "Aight, go do your smart people shit. See you later."
Evelyn snorted, bumping Annabelle's shoulder before stepping into Class A. Annabelle peeled off toward Class B, still grinning like she had just cheated death and won a million dollars in the same day
"I finally fucking did it." She'd finally done it.
