Thirty one

LIFE GOES ROUND

Madonna's pov

My mind is numb as I lazily stir my spoon in the bowl of tomato soup. Emily, Carly, and I sit at a small round

wooden table in the corner of the lavish kitchen. I hold my left hand in my lap, trying hard not to accidentally bump it

as the pain is still there even though it's dull.

"So," Carly clears her throat and shatters the rather peaceful silence. My eyes glance up from the soup and meet with hers.

"Is everything okay?" The hint in Carly's voice appears to be sincere, her dark hair pulled back in a tight ponytail,

forming cascading ringlets down her back. There is just something else hidden in her tone that makes me believe that she's merely asking for formality sake as neither Emily nor Carly appear to be that interested in becoming friends with me. I don't want friends though…

"Yes," I reply shortly, not wanting to go into the details of my punishment. Her eyebrows raise, and she takes a

mouthful of soup into her mouth. Emily, on the other hand, app