Ariella walked to the nearby park. It was green with benches everywhere. There was a kiosk selling fruit juice. Lydia got two for them. Apple juice was her favorite. Yes they were enemies but they used to be friends and a part of her cared about Ariella more than she thought. That meant she knew her so well. That face was full of sadness and remorse. Debbie and Brenda watched from a distance. They did not trust her.
"Go away" Ariella said.
She had not seen the glass of apple juice she was holding behind her back.
"You sure you don't want some?" Lydia asked concerned.
Ariella raised her gaze.
"Really Lydia? Blackmailing me"
"What's going on with you?" She asked joining Ariella by the bench.
She took the apple juice from her and sipped it the way kids do. A long sip with pauses. She
