<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0040bf"><b><i><div style="text-align: center">"G ame store" was all she said and smirked. Bre looked at Keeran and then ahead, at the front doors of the school. Beyond that was a busy street, and five blocks away, the shopping mall. "And don't feel like you need to pay me back or anything. Consider it a new friendship gift. Okay?"​</div></i></b></span>