<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#0080bf"><b><i><div style="text-align: center">"It was just a cheek..." she said calmly, putting her hands in her pockets again, which she seemed to do a lot of. Bre looked up as she crossed the non-busy street to a mini-mart type store, where they carried loads of junk food. "Grab what you want, I'll grab what I want, then it's back to the dorm and we party."​</div></i></b></span>