Aviona saw it all. She saw all those banners and confetti that Martin's circle made for his senior ball's proposal, including the musician he hired to woo the girl in front of everyone. She balled her hands in a tight grip while she watched in the sidelines with her minions as Martin's act was taking place.
"Who's the girl?" Aviona demanded, trying not to burst into anger.
"She's a freshman in the architecture department," Sophie told her.
"Aviona please don't be mad at this," It was another minion of her, Donna who tried to appease her. "Martin was just forced to do this, the boys had a bet, and this is what they asked him to do,"
"So, Martin foolishly left me out just to fulfill a bet?" She couldn't believe it.
