At the very top of the sprawling school building, Coco stood with a mix of impatience and determination etched across her face.
She crossed her arms tightly and rhythmically tapped her foot against the hard concrete, the noise echoing in the stillness that enveloped her.
The sun shone brightly, but her mind was clouded with thoughts of vengeance. Glancing at her watch, she let out a heavy sigh, her frustration mounting as she awaited the arrival of her accomplice.
Beside her were a group of girls—once just Theresa's friends, now loyal allies in her quest for revenge—sharing in her anticipation.
"I'm not sure she will go through with it. I mean, she's tight with Carol," one of them remarked casually, oblivious to the complexity of their situation.
