"Well now you're going to have to get use to me," she said stubbornly and sniffled again. It was the only way she knew to show Dennis that he really did matter to her. That he was important and he was one of her friends. She'd just have to take the mean things he said for awhile and accept them.
"I'm with the person I want to be with right now." Sticking her hands in the pocket of her skirt, Romilda couldn't bring herself to look up and meet Dennis' eyes. She might start crying again if he was glaring at her. "You could stop being mean and then I wouldn't want to cry," she pointed out.