"But..." Bev pondered for a bit. "That makes a lot of sense." She finally agreed. "So I'm the odd one , and Jessie isn't?" She scoffed. "I'll just have to refer to her as weird."
"And why is that?"
"Because she is a weirdo. She is unpredictable, and no one knew about her and Marco's breakup. So, certainly, she's a weirdo."
Sierra locked her focus on Bev. "Perhaps she doesn't want to tell anyone about it. That doesn't make her a freak."
"I'm going to the pouch," Jessie said as she left the room. "I'm in desperate need of some fresh air."
"Do you see what I mean? Weirdo." She looked at Sierra.
"But, if you join us, it will be a lot of fun." Sierra shook her head and tossed the pad to the couch.
"If you don't concentrate, you will die." Bev screamed as she focused back on the game.
"I need some fresh air, and I'm not interested in your games."
