"Lucia?" Garaine poked her best friend's shoulder blade slowly, expecting a reply from her. "Are you still angry with me?"

"I am riding the bike," Lucia uttered in a cold, serious tone, making her best friend pout. 

Since they had left the hotel, Lucia didn't speak a single word. Half of the bike ride was silent since Lucia avoided every single word uttered by Garaine. Soon they reached Garaine Jones's residence. 

"Hm." Lucia hummed, telling Garaine that they had reached their destination. 

Garaine got down from the bike. She glanced at Lucia like a guilty child looking at her mother while the latter didn't even bother to take a glance at her. Pouting, Garaine stared at her best friend,