Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"That's more like it, you could've just said so from the start..."

With that, Mamie looped an arm through Scales', practically skipping with glee towards the school gates. Scales' face stiffened as he tried to slip his arm away. But Mamie held on tighter, chuckling, "Oh, come on, don't be shy, we're all good pals here!" And with that, she

picked up the pace.

Scales was flabbergasted. "How is she so strong?!"

Just as they reached the school gates, they nearly bumped into Murray stepping out of his sports car, a cake box in hand.

Oh, boy!

Mamie frowned, "Why does he always park right at the entrance? Doesn't he realize it causes such a traffic jam?"

Scales pondered for a moment, "Maybe he thinks it looks cool."

"Cool? Because he can swing open the doors of a Porsche, drawing a crowd every time?"

"Perhaps?"

Mamie was incredulous, "You think that's cool?"

Scales shook his head, "In my family, driving a classic Mustang is considered the pinnacle of cool."

Mamie laughed, "Well, me, my Duke, and practically everyone in our neighborhood think a Lexus is the epitome of style."

So-

does he always drive a

glances, still

then Mamie's attention shifted. "That cake he's holding

hard, Scales just

company of Mamie and Scales. After several encounters, he had their faces

was honest, "Roseanne's not

"Where is she?"

took the

"What for?"

we don't know,"

already dragging Scales away, "We've got stuff to do, gotta run,

was left hanging, standing

suit, holding a

е

minions. At that moment, outside the bustling

complete clown! en

way

towards a trash

"Hey-"

Murray turned around.

with a playful smile,

usual retort came,

flowers, now a

Murray could only frown, thinking they

Grace went on, "The flowers you tossed last time were pretty. picked them up, put them in a water bottle,