"No, we can talk here." Megan could be far too much like Gwen sometimes. Like when she had her mind set on something. She lifted her chin, sniffed her nose twice and glared.
"Why did you have to come here? It was my last year here and now I have to worry about what you think. And you don't like my boyfriend!" Megan didn't care who was around. She just wanted to yell.