Mia
"I found a box cutter. Do you think that will work?" Courtney asks.
We've been digging around in my mom's car for the past thirty minutes, trying to find something that will slice through rubber. Of course, when I had this awesome idea, I didn't think that far ahead.
"I think so. How sharp is it?" I ask.
She raises a brow. "How am I supposed to know?"
"Touch the blade," I tell her.
"You want me to cut myself?" she asks dramatically.
I snatch the box cutter from her and tap the blade with the tip of my finger. "Ouch! Oh my God!" I gasp. "I'm bleeding!"
"What?! Let me see!" Courtney asks frantically.
I hold up my finger and smirk. "Just kidding."
She narrows her eyes and flips me off. "Not funny."
"Has Torrance texted you back yet?" Piti asks from the back seat.
