Ellen: One

I turned my head to look at the tall, pale girl on the left, right in the back corner. Her black hair made her look even paler and slightly ill.

I wasn't friends with Koray Cohen. Nor were we enemies. We just didn't speak. And that was that.

I turned back to the whiteboard and the boring supply writing pairs on it.

Sam and Kathryn.

Katy and Claire.

George and Jamie.

Kelly and Dave.

Ellen and Koray.

I groaned quietly.

The End

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