Emily's POV

Putting a pebble in an elastic band, I aimed it directly at my dining room window. I was intending to crack it for my partner Anna, so she could smash it.

Because of the winter weather she hadn't smashed one in ages. It was a very tricky manoeuvre as I wanted the pebble to crack the glass but not break it.

I was about to release the pebble when my door rang. It was Isabel in great distress. She was in her coffee shop uniform but her blonde hair was out of it's ponytail.

We moved into the lounge and I surreptitiously placed my elastic and pebble into the pocket of my jeans. We both sat on the sofa and I tucked my booted legs underneath me so I could fondle my boot toes

Isabel poured out her story and tears began to run down her cheeks. She told me that she had wondered if she would call in sick the following day for her shift, but as her journey to my home had continued this had changed to resigning all together.

'Mate, you don't want to do that' I said gently. 'I'll miss you if you go'

Another tear ran down Isabel's right cheek. She wiped it away with her hand

'Really?'

'Yes, really' I repeated. It was my time to cry now, a tear streaming down my face.

'You shouldn't be to hard on Enid.' I told Isabel as I wiped my tear and resumed the fondling of my boots. 'With Tristan busy training other students, he isn't in the shop as much, so she's under a lot of pressure lately. It's possible she needed to let off some steam'

I paused, not wanting to say this but I needed to

'And actually, she does have a point. Her and Tristan shouldn't get too close to us. They can't properly manage us if they do'

Isabel shed another tear and it glistened its way down her left cheek. She wiped it away and spoke...

Isabel's pov:

I could barely finish my shift at work I was so torn apart by Enid's words. Tristan was only trying to be a decent person in another's time of need. As soon as my shift was over I immediately drove over to Emily's house finally letting out the tears I was holding in all day.

As soon as I entered Emily's apartment, not caring how I looked with tears still streaming down my face, she immediately stopped whatever it was she had been doing and asked me to sit on the couch with her. As soon as we sat I began to pour out the whole story, letting another round of tears begin their way down my face, following the previous streaks for guidance. At the end I surprised myself when I admitted that a!though I had been thinking about calling in sick all day my mind couldn't help but wander to the possibility of resigning all together.

I couldn't help see a tear gently run down Emily's cheek as she told me to rethink my position as she'd really miss me if I left. I was surprised and asked her if she really meant it as I felt more tears start running down my face.

Emily tried to comfort me by reminding me that maybe Enid didn't really mean what she said as she was under a lot of pressure with Tristan busy training other students and not around as often as before. Maybe she was just letting off some steam she suggested.

After a pretty long pause, just as I was starting to feel just a bit better Emily spoke again. she said she was thinking and maybe Enid did have a point that if her and Tristan get too close to us they won't be able to manage us properly. I couldn't help another tear escape my eye. This time it was an angry tear so I quickly wiped not away with the back of my hand before I spoke.

"I understand, but I just didn't know where else to turn at that moment. I figured that was a place I felt safe. I had no idea either Tristan or I were overstepping professional boundaries. (or so Enid thinks)." I began silently berating myself for not being a stronger person. "I mean I guess I should have come to you, (as you are a good friend), but I didn't want to bother you with any more of my problems as you've seen me cry enough." I finished actually hoping to hear some kind words from Emily.

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Isabel's pov:

I was surprised as rather than turning me away Emily gave my hand a friendly squeeze saying I could always come to her with any problem and not to worry as she didn't mind the crying either. At that I felt a weight come off my shoulders making happy tears begin filling my eyes and run down my cheeks.

I figured I had bothered Emily enough for one evening so I said goodbye and promptly left. That night I barely slept as I tossed and turned thinking about what I was going to do about work the next day. Should I call in sick, resign or not.

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I take all his liquid as soon as he fills my mouth.

Soon it is the day of Jessica's wedding, Jarrod, Jackson and I get ready to go. Jarrod suggests I wear a sexy dress with a slit in it. I happily oblige and look to see what I have in my closet.

Robyn's POV

While me and my bestie's were having lunch, Marie's phone bleeped with a message. She picked it up and read it. Her eyes filled with tears and me and Susan were a little worried.

'I'm Valedictorian' she said softly. Tears began running down her cheeks.

I will admit, I was a little disappointed I wasn't the one who was chosen. I wouldn't be human if I wasn't, but me and Marie had loads of friendly battles over the three years as we played Air Hockey and Mousetrap and I loved and respected her far too much not to be very proud. Me and Susan took her by the hands and gave them a friendly squeeze

'Congratulations, you deserve it' Susan told her, tears streaming down her face.

'You've worked hard for this' I said, tears running down my cheeks. 'You enjoy it'

'I will' Marie said smiling happily. She wiped her tears and told us she needed to speak to Amit as he was Salutatorian. But after she had her lunch

When she had gone me and Susan felt so proud of our best friend. Lila however glowered across the canteen

'How are you going to cope not hearing Lila's speech that she prepared four years ago?' Susan asked me

'I'll be devastated, but I'm sure I'll learn to live with it' I replied. Susan giggled so hard a fresh round of tears streamed down her face

'Me too' she countered, wiping her tears. When we bought our year books and asked for signatures, Lila very pointedly refused to sign ours, or let us sign hers. Apparently we weren't the only ones. Gareth explained to us that everyone who finished above her in the final class ranking didn't get a signature either. As Lila had finished 15th in her class that meant 14 students didn't get their yearbooks signed

'She's just so petty' Poppy said as she signed ours. She'd finished 5th and was equally overjoyed at her boyfriend's success. Me and Susan had finished 3rd and 4th. All of us were so close in credits it could have been any of us

There was one thing left for us to do and that was final exams. So the studying went on