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dn
Walker had ne
tle. Not now, as y
nd in class even when she knew an answer, who never looked anyone in the
st me. No one ever k
itch seats in class, or when the principal needed my a
ble to the e
n, and puberty grabbed the
ke up and suddenly I needed bigger cloth
for me. Every cloth I wore felt like I
arrying something I hadn't signed up for. And I co
one s
y, girls giggled and
ed pictures of me in a bikini, I prayed I'd wake up one da
iny evening when my dad was fo
d to
e. Maybe moving in with my wealthy mother and my ha
from that trashy school where the kids dre
High with Brooklyn, and she excitedly pulled me to
lyn yelled in her c
oy tu
Sydney, m
est f
up as our eyes met. And for a reckless second, I
to me, skillfully spinning a basketball on his fin
ved over me slowly. He snickered.
d been holding it in. Each one of their voices b
stood there in my green hoodie that suddenly
Brooklyn's hand and
aring at him. "Cut it out, Tyle
ll smiling. "I'm just ap
eciation" had
ike Lakevi
rning while trying to subtly push me into
ul. You look li
nothing like me-sa
at school agr
t across her thighs, she didn't have to hide behind hood
arefully, or she'd have to live with
girl tried to compete with-wealthy mother, perfectly
verything
school reminde
Tyler. Tyle
subject of every joke th
ings I did. And even worse, he was friends with Brook
t rush to class. People will think it's a stampede." I felt like screaming, pulling
suggested at the dining table one morning. "I m
ought about it. But what could I possibly say
e boy whose mom practica
t to know what s
ait
d I finally got the chance one day
I wish
us solve this?" Mrs Holloway
ss fell
ne?" The woma
hen copied it into my notebook, tr
ook back up, a penci
urn
ight at me with that smile tha
inclair. Come
way from me and walk
d shoulders moved, the way his brows drew tog
on
making their way to
oking down at
ere di
my formula, then the step
was
I'd thought-if only I
p myself, somethin
ned. The room
foot and forced a a smile. "Yes
ut some kind of audacity had climbed int
s on my skin, every breath. Bu
ed where he sto
y voice thinner than I wanted. "
le
e just
my spine, but I kept
ect. I kn
scraped, voices rose, and
t in the next class." The teacher
, my head unable to proce
ust ignored me instead of making a f
n to pinch Tyler back,
ted t
ked out of the class. He wasn
s smi
yes of his, I could tell
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