Friend

"So, you're telling me…" the girl, named Hershey or whatever, started.

"He spent the whole day defending you from snowballs, bought you that expensive hot chocolate, invited you to sit with his friends, and wiped your lips with his handkerchief?!"

Blair made a face.

Nose scrunched up. One eye twitching.

Blair was dismayed to see it make no difference. Anybody else would've normally been appalled to receive such a look from someone of lower status. But whatever rubbish Hershey kept speaking of continued on.

"Oh, my gosh! That was sooo romantic!"

This young delicate girl with short grey hair and light blue eyes was quite the novelty.

She had suddenly approached Blair earlier that day, and for some reason, she had started rambling about Cadmus right away, annoying her to no end. This was the first time she'd ever seen or heard of Hershey, so it perplexed Blair that she kept acting like they're close or something.