They're walking down the hallway, hand-in-hand, again. They're a questionable pair. Before Cara's junior year, she hadn't even known Sanne. Now, they went everywhere together. Cara is a dark type of girl. She has shoulder length black hair and wears lime green contacts. She wears earth tones and glittering silver jewelry. Sanne is the lighter one with short, blonde ringlets and chocolate brown eyes. She wears a lot of pastel pinks, purples, and blues. She wears almost no jewelry, except for the tiny pearl earrings that one could only see by sitting an inch or so away from her.
"Oh Car!" Sanne exclaims, "We should take this class together, it would just be super great!"
"Sure," Cara replies, half-glancing at the piece of paper Sanne held.
"And then we could apply here for a job so we can stay together forever and ever." Sanne tells her.
"Yeah," Cara answers, shrugging.
Sanne grabbs Cara's hand again and pulls her arm close and hugs it.
"I love you, Car," Sanne whispers.
"Love you, too, Sanne," Cara says. "We should see if Evan and Aaron are here, yet." She looks out the window at the pouring rain.
"If I marry and Aaron and then you marry Evan, we should all live together," Sanne suggests. "It will be happy and ever and after."
"Promise?" Cara asks.
"Times ten!" Sanne promises.
Evan and Aaron show up at exactly 4:12PM. Sanne is all over Aaron, showering him with hugs and kisses. Cara grabs Evan's hand and looks deep into his eyes, smiling. They get into Sanne's maroon Camry, Sanne driving, Cara in front, Evan and Aaron in back. Driving to the movies, Sanne speeds through all of the you'll-never-make-it yellows, squealing each time she cuts someone off.
No one knows if she saw the truck or not. They pulled three lifeless bodies from the car that night. They found Sanne's body a few feet in front of the car, holding Cara's arm.
I feel a little unfinished with this one. Maybe it's a little unclear. I'm not sure.