Mr. Loïc brought the car to a smooth stop at the university's main gate.
"Thank you," Jacqueline said brightly, already reaching for the handle before he could step out to open the door for her. She hopped out with easy grace, slung her bag over her shoulder, and started toward the entrance.
Eyes found her immediately.
They always did.
She was one of the known faces on campus. Not just her, her entire gang. It was only their first year, yet somehow they had already built a reputation for themselves. Between their ridiculous pranks, loud laughter, and constant chaos, their names floated through the corridors like gossip that refused to die.
She had barely set foot inside when a shrill voice pierced the air.
"JACQUELINE!"
Thérèse came hurtling toward her and threw herself into a bone-crushing hug. Jacqueline burst into laughter, wrapping her arms around her dramatic friend.
"You scream like"
Thérèse pulled back instantly, eyes wide in warning. "Don't even start."
