Jules shook her head and press her lips together firmly. Like a child who didn't want to take her medicine, she resisted Claire for just a moment. "I think I need something sweet to make the medicine go down," she mused.
Anxious, she wondered what Claire would do to get her to open her mouth.
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"Sara," Tracey replied in a guilty tone. "I didn't mean it like that…" She sighed sadly. So much for not making Sara feel bad.
Sara's response did nothing to make Tracey feel any better about what she was about to do. She knew she should just go back to her room and lock the door. It seemed like a lot of trouble to risk for… For what? She didn't even really know and the more she thought about it the more elusive it was.
Walking up the stairs, Tracey was resigned to returning to her own room. However, she found herself stopping at Sara's. Tracey knocked lightly and was inside before she had really thought about it.