Just Ice
A Case of Social Justice
 
Once upon a school year in the town of Harmony Heights, where the drama club was more intense than varsity basketball, there lived two best friends: Allie and Aime. They were inseparable. Like gavel and robe. Like truth and testimony. Like... water and ice, if you will.

But then came Him.

His name? Justin Case. With hair like courtroom mahogany and eyes like they’d just delivered a Supreme Court opinion, he carried a smile that said, “Objection...sustained.” Allie liked him first. She’d told Aime in confidence: “He’s like my constitutional crush.” Aime agreed. Out loud. Repeatedly. But secretly, inside her treacherous heart, she was planning an appeal.

An appeal to his heart, that was. She invited Justin to Prom before Allie could even bring it up. When Allie found out, she wasn’t just cold—she was icy. The, silent, unmoving kind of icy. Allie did not take first-degree friendship fraud lightly.

“I thought we had a social contract!” Allie cried.

Aime shrugged, sipping her latte. “I didn’t break the law.”

“Oh, you broke it, alright,” Allie snapped. “You broke it good!”

Aime tried to defend herself online. “Love isn’t theft,” she posted. “It’s just... like ice cream. You have to eat it before it melts.”

But the internet was unforgiving. Even Brooke Marks—who was typically in favor of dramatic excitement—responded with a single, brutal emoji:  ⚖️

Justice had been served. Suddenly, Aime wasn’t getting invited to groups. Or parties. Or even Taco Tuesdays at Bennigan’s... She had ben iced. Just iced. At lunch, Aime sat alone. But Allie? Allie became the queen of the Ethics Club. She started weekly meetings called "Just Us: Teens for Social Justice". Posters around school read: “Friends before Foes. How to get your best friends off your boyfriend.” 
 
Even Justin felt the chill. He broke up with Aime two weeks later, saying, “You’re kind of morally gray.”
 
Aime tried to appeal to Allie directly—finally. She wrote a heartfelt apology and a tongue in cheek poem about how fickle a man’s love is. No excuses. No objections. Just… honesty.

Allie replied: "I forgive you. But trust is like ice. It takes time to freeze.”

Amy nodded slowly, rereading the message.

It was fair. It was sharp. It was cool.

It was just...

Justice.