Friendship

“Anissa’s friendship. My gratitude.”

“I like the sound of the second, but I’m sceptical of the first.”

“Signing this will get you closer to Anissa. You’ve told me, you don’t feel close to most of the teachers. This is the way.”

“Is it? Will it make her look down on me less? I don’t think so.”

She’s right there. All Krystal’s offering is her name on a petition. Anissa might be pleased Krystal supported her, but it won’t change her beliefs. It won’t change her impression of Krystal’s sinful ways. You can dress it up all you want. You could argue harder, but it doesn’t change those facts. Krystal’s right. And nothing you can say will change that.

You try. But the words are flavourless in your mouth. They don’t convince.

You leave Krystal in her office and head back to your own.