Tracey rolled her eyes. "If you don't get it than me explaining it to you isn't going to do you any good."
"I'm just…m-making an observation." She tried to keep her tone cool and collected but she failed. Tracey did care, she always had. It wasn't a healthy sort of caring but it was there nonetheless.
Tracey fumed as Heidi prodded her. She stood staring at her shoes for a long time. It had been something she had held in for so long that couldn't just blurt it out. Desperately, she tried to think of something to hide behind.
"For someone who supposedly needs coke to forget about me, it didn't take you too long to start shagging the slag again," Tracey practically spat, just the hint of Ginny Weasley was enough to make her blood boil.
Tracey stepped back away from both Heidi and the gate. "No. My foot is fine. Just open the gate." She folder her arms across her chest and stared defiantly at Heidi.