Kaela

Clara stared at me in complete horror.

“What are you doing in my car?” she gasped after a moment. For a moment, I looked like a thief caught in the act. My brain cleared, and for a moment, nothing of note came to my head.

Clara stared at me as if I had ruined her entire life. Slowly, I pulled myself up and sat on the car seat, crossing my arms with indignation, even though my heart threatened to jump out of my chest.

A sharp pain still throbbed in my elbow.

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