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"That’s not a prediction, that’s a spoiler.”
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Scout squinted. The clouds were thick enough to blot out the sun but it was bright too. It reminded Scout of the rare times where she just holed herself in her room, curtains drawn, staring at the computer screen for hours on end. She always thought it was the computer playing tricks on her eyes.

She did not know who the girl was. Scout had seen her before, recognized her in the hallways, but she could not put a name to the face. Scout saw her drop her weapon, thought nothing of it. There was no way in hell a string bean of a girl was going to kill anyone with a table leg. Maybe if there were nails sticking out of one end. Whatever. Scout classified the girl as a non-threat the second Scout noticed she was shaking like a twig.

The girl smiled at her. It was a sheepy little smile, a forced one for sure. It made Scout wince in that 'please don't make this awkward' sort of way. She asked Scout whether she was okay or not. Then she prefaced the question with 'well it's obvious that you aren't okay'. Then why was she even asking? Scout got the gist of what she was getting at.

"I'm fine," Scout said.

She said nothing else. There they stood, two girls staring at each other with the wind rolling past.

The silence could be defined as awkward. Nothing Scout hasn't dealt with before, and she was certain she could say the same for the quivering girl standing a few paces away from her.

Scout blinked. She leaned, shifted her weight onto her right foot, then to her left. Her eyes glanced past the girl, off into the distance. After a long moment, her gaze returned to the awkward senior.

"... Your friend bailed. You should run after him."

Then she shouldered her bag, turned and walked off.

(Scout Pfeiffer continued in Mystic River.)
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