He had never seen eye to eye with Nina. She was a pro at making your life a living hell and making you wish you were never born, but nobody deserves something as extreme as death. As he sat in his car, overlooking the tape and the police officers interviewing the party-goers, Noah thought back to all those times - mostly bad, admittedly - when he had crossed paths with Nina in high school. She was intimidating. Popular. A bully. But she was still human. He shifted in his car seat, rubbing his heavy eyes and knowing that he probably wouldn't be able to sleep for a long time. He hadn't managed to get a very good look at the body...he told himself it was because of the many other people towering over him but in reality Noah knew that he was only avoiding it to save himself the trauma. People were starting to leave and he wished more than anything that he could also pull out and leave Cornwallis behind, but he found himself waiting for just a few more moments.
