CAIA ignores the text message from Nic, pushing her phone back into her pocket as she lifts her gaze again—lets it return to the center of the hall.
She watches the girl dressed head to toe in black. Watches the blades of the worn out skates as they graze the ice. Watches her own warm breath as it twists into a cloudy curl in the air.
She only gets to her feet as Townes comes skating off the ice, already exchanging words with her coach. The heavy door slips her hand as she leaves, the thud of it shutting close shaking the walls.
Pushing her hands into the pockets of her coat, she flashes a smile a janitor's way before escaping the building, quick on her feet as she heads for Beans & Bagels.
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Townes and Caia, Caia and Townes | ✓
Short Story[a short story] Two girls. One heartbreak.
