Who else knows?

Hazel could not imagine how much Rose knew. Why was it all messed up. Why did they all have to be together like this? Why only messed people were in this group? Hazel knew it was not only herself who was different. She knew a lot, but those things couldn't be an exceptional answer to who really was Rose. The only way to find out was to ignore her gut feeling and fear and go talk to Rose all alone.

" You go first," Hazy said.

" So what do you want to know. I will only answer one question truthfully, and you will have to figure out which one is it by yourself. Write down all your questions at once. This will be your only chance."

" What? Oh, okay... but you do know that you are quite weird. Right?" Hazy said while rummaging through her academy bag looking for pen. She found it, and a page was already in front of her.She wrote down two questions she already had in mind, but a third one popped up suddenly. She thought the fewer the questions, the easier it would be to find out the truth, but it was once a lifetime chane. It's not like she would be able to get answers for all of her questions. She then thought about which ones are most important. She ended up writing only one question. That way, the only answer she would get would be true. She passed it over to Rose.

" I may be weird, but I have got wise friends especially you, don't you think? I'll still answer only one questionbecausei consider this three questions." Rose said while looking at the only question and smiling at the cleverness of Hazy.

"I am getting creeped out, okay? It would be really nice if you replied quickly so that we could both go our own ways." Hazy said.

Hazy had written, " How much do you know about me and WHO ELSE KNOW, like who told you?"

" I just knew that with the name Haze, there are a few memories," Rose said.

" Damit, I could have asked who really are you," Hazy said as soon as she heard the useless answer.

"I thought you might ask that too. If you had asked more questions, then that one would have been the one to which I would have honestly replied because it's most unbelievable." Rose said with a wink.

"Don't make me regret it more than I already do," Hazy said.

Anna was standing all alone. She was worried not about Hazy but about herself.

"Could it be that they are discussing me?" She muttered. A loud horn interrupted her thoughts. She went to the terrace and looked down. Oh, Hazy's driver is here to take her home. Anna rushed towards the empty classroom where Rose and Hazy were supposed to be. If she'd be lucky, she'd hear a thing or two before actually having to tell Hazy that her driver is here. When she just got there, Hazy was already walking out of the room with a defeated look on her face.

" Your driver's here," Anna said.

" Oh, thanks. Bye, " Hazy said.

"Byee." Both Anna and Rose almost said together.