Mandy looked at her, straight faced. "I don't think you're a slut, Tracey," she said meaning it. "Nothing about you says slut. Nothing I know about you says slut. I wouldn't jump to that conclusion for anyone."
She cleared her throat, a smirk forming on her face. "But anyway, don't think I'm such a simpleton or good girl I'm waiting for marriage. I'm just waiting for a relationship. I don't look down at people for simply sleeping with other people. Which shows how little you know me. But no, the point is to celebrate the new part of your life, like the bride and groom did. They didn't care about presents or money or how it looked, they just wanted to celebrate with who mattered to them. To me, that's how a wedding should be."
The smirk dropped from her face. She immediately want to tell her to tell Zach to shove it for her after that comment. Instead she just looked at her with a cold stare. "If only I would, I'm sure plenty of people's lives that you know and don't know would be easier," she said softly, turning away.