I slumped down on the steps outside, trying to piece my thoughts together before I headed home. How could they do this to me? Did they really hate me that much.
The door opened behind me and I heard 3 sets of footsteps. I didn’t look back, not caring who it was or what they were going to say.
Warm bodies sat down around me. I finally looked up to see the triplets. I scowled, anger welling up inside of me. “Go away.” All I could do was whisper.
Cheney was in front of me, and I saw him lower his head. “We’re sorry. We thought it would be funny, but we were wrong.”
I could feel Nicholas nod beside me. I looked at Brian who was standing a little away from us. He was just starting at his feet.
“I don’t believe you.” I looked back down, wishing they would just disappear. “Let us make it up
