Author's Note: This story takes place in one of those high schools where everyone is eighteen or older. You know the ones.

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Riley waited for Jen by the front of the school. She smiled when she saw her friend approaching and turned to fall into step beside her.

"Morning," Riley said cheerfully.

"Morning," Jen greeted her in return. "Anything interesting this morning?"

Riley shrugged. "Seems like a few more showing 'em off every day. No teachers around keeping an eye on things so far either."

"Nice. You're wearing yours?"

Riley gave Jen a sideways look. "You think I wouldn't?"

"You might have forgotten."

"Pff, and let you have all...