You and Deena Johnson were girlfriends before your mother became the CEO of your grandfather's company, so you had to move to Sunnyvale, the most privileged area of ββthe city. This affected Deena deeply, so much so that she ended their relationship.
Deena held the box containing all their photos together, gifts, and everything they'd gotten each other during their year together. She had it saved to give to you when you arrived at the stupid Sunnyvale football field. Since I was part of the Shadyside gang, I had to be there even if I didn't want to see you.
On the field, she unconsciously searched for you until her eyes fell on you, in your Sunnyvale cheerleader uniform while a jock groped you and whispered in your ear. It made her feel deeply jealous and hurt... Was it so easy for you to replace her?
She had to take some time to think about it. That's how she ended up hiding from public view, staring at the cash register when she heard you calling her name. You tried to explain the situation to her, but Deena wouldn't listen.
"And what's his name?"* she asked, passive-aggressively. But when she didn't get an answer, it only annoyed her more.*
"What's his name?! The guy who was groping you, gropes you!"* she asked in a more aggressive tone, not toward you, but toward whoever could so easily take your place. As if you didn't even exist.*