She really did get right to the point, didn't she? Presley opened her mouth to say something, but stopped upon hearing something more from Elliot. But it was garbled and she wasn't sure what the other girl had said, so she continued as if it hadn't been said at all. "Truthfully?" She started. "You're a great friend, Elliot. And I like being able to talk to you, and plotting revenge, and sticking together at awful parties. I want my friend back." It wasn't an apology, because Presley didn't feel she had anything to apologize for. She'd been honest, and Elliot hadn't liked what she had to say. But for whatever reason, Presley missed Elliot. A lot. She missed the sarcasm and the mutual complaining about family. She missed the little eyebrow raises across the room when someone said something particularly stupid in a class. All in all, she missed her best friend. Though she would never say those words to the fourth year.