The Rip
Toni shot back, chin up.
Rachel pushed herself upright, catching the heat. “Lisa, Toni—come on. Lisa, she’s right. Stop stealing Jazz’s party dresses.”
“I have never,” Lisa said, full injured innocence.
Tina, unfazed, lay on her back and let the sun fry her freckles. “You know you do. You’re such a cheapskate and a prude.”
Jasmine grinned, small and satisfied.
Prue, the new girl, laughed softly with the rest as Lisa folded her arms, rattled despite herself.
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