Yancy Hastings shot Fiona Sutton a glare, then snatched the towel to wipe his face. "Don't talk while you're brushing your teeth."
Honestly, looking at her now... she was just so wild! What in the world had possessed him to come here and sleep with her?
Yancy Hastings couldn't figure it out, so he decided to stop thinking about it altogether. He promptly squeezed toothpaste onto his brush and started brushing.
Watching his smooth, fluid motions, Fiona Sutton rolled her eyes and silently swore a few times.
Nia Mitchell came looking for Fiona Sutton, but to her surprise, all the girls from their class had tagged along.
What in the world was going on? The more she thought about it, the more confused she became. Eventually, she figured they were probably afraid Fiona would just take off.
"Fiona Sutton?"
Nia Mitchell had a room key. Fiona Sutton was notoriously hard to wake up when asleep, so Nia didn't hesitate to unlock the door and walk right in.
"Hmm?"
