Andria's POV
"They aren't friends with us," I snapped. "They have never been. And the last time we were all in the same space, Alexa and Tricia weren't nice to us either, or have you forgotten?"
Becca nodded vigorously, turning to face Mel, "Exactly! And did you forget how Tricia refused to participate in the cheer dance because Allison and Aria were in it? She literally told us that she wouldn't be participating again because she felt Aria and Allison were monopolizing the field.
I mean, no one told her not to participate in other activities; she chose not to, and she turned that into a yardstick to stop Aria and Allison from cheering."
Mel groaned. "Maybe it was a misunderstanding…"
"It wasn't, Mel. Whose side are you on?" I cut in.
"It hasn't gotten to that, Ari," she said.
"Mel," I said slowly, "I'm not doing a game night with them present. I won't even be in the same room with them. And the alpha successors are absolutely not coming if those two are invited."
