Marion raised an eyebrow, offering her a hand.
She grabbed it, but he pulled back. As a result, she fell back into the water. The splash was even bigger this time.
"Argh!" She flailed, furious.
Marion smirked, enjoying the revenge.
The red-haired guy from earlier ran over, worried. "You okay? Did you get hurt?"
He draped his jacket over her. Marion watched, a sour feeling rising.
'Childhood sweethearts, huh? Real tight,' he thought.
Itzel came out at the commotion. "Marion, what's wrong with you, bullying a girl? Apologize to Debra!"
Marion glanced at Debra, now in Jordan's arms.
"Miss Frazier, I'm sorry," he said.
"I don't accept it!" Debra snapped, near tears.
The thrill of payback faded. Guilt and pity crept in.
In the corridor of the second floor, he heard Jordan consoling Debra. His mood soured, and he tossed the roses at her.
When her crying stopped, he looked away. "My mom asked me to give you these."
"Who wants your stupid roses?" Debra flung them up, the petals scattering.
At that moment, he seemed to see her in a white veil.
A strange feeling stirred, like another soul was clawing to take over. "These are my grandfather's new breed. It's rare. Only we have them."

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