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It wasn't so much that Alaya had been changed as it was how she was changed that lit a fire under Ivy's ass. What was most shocking though, was that it had been Anna who had done it. Thankfully, Alaya had finished the transition and would be fine, in the physical sense. the emotional, Ivy wasn't so sure. So, walking into the party, music pounding and already drunk teenagers doing some type of dance that would qualify as sex in some cultures, Ivy took a deep breath and pushed passed stumbling classmates until she found Anna, drink in hand. Just the sight of her sent a blinding rage through Ivy. Walking up to Anna, Ivy smacked the red cup out of Anna's hand, spilling whatever the contents were down her outfit. Not even batting an eye, Ivy spat out, "Who the hell do you think you are? How could you do that to Alaya? Are you so self-righteous to think you could do that to her and get away with it?" Feeling the stare of every person in the room, Ivy grabbed Anna's arm and dragged her outside, away from the crowd. "Explain yourself, and fast, before I decide it's not worth hearing..."