Just me and you

rs more than it actually does. I barely know anyone at Green Field yes, that's the name of our high school, an

ay? Seeing the three

he "model squad" sits inside the cafeteria, hogging three tables like their face

over a redhead's intentionally-placed leg. Stella lives for chaos like that. Her laughter rings out like a

public humiliation so entertaining,"

gold," she said, still cracking up

possible to ignore. I, on the other hand, am tall and lanky, with

. "That boy is going to have a

est punchline. Her strawberry-blonde curls framed her face like a ha

t fruit out of her oversized purse. "Wanna talk ripe? I'll show you

ghter. Her tan skin shimmered in the fluorescent light as she

sat back and smiled. These girls? They were my world. I

tomato off my sala

. Cold

shirt, chilling my skin instantly. The smell hit

d jerk

me was a tall boy with tan cheeks and unruly dark hair, his green-

ell?!" Lola shriek

cracked, letting out a de

ed to the nearest washroom, red liquid drippi

ld water, I changed into the sweater Piper had in her b

had that rare older-sister tone she onl

hing life-shattering," I said

was that guy?" she asked,

que

weird

small-maybe 10 to 20 students per class-and we're all

d. "Whoever he

k on me and didn't even apologize, right? I'm sorry, I m

er muttered, slapping St

urpose," Lola chimed

think that was an accid

Lives down the street from me. Didn't even

anding up just as the bell rang for third period.

ely heard Piper whispe

ours l

atened with detention for my "attitude," courtesy of Mrs. Katherine (aka: my least favorite English te

s, St

ker. The halls were eerily empty-Mrs. Kather

10

inutes of my life

eady halfway home when the sound o

. Footsteps

tly, peering o

Nope

The fruit-slinger. Along

my

other for a few minutes, and I looked like a red-drench

etended to dig for something like

closer. Still laugh

sil

hing s

teps. No

th

the girl I spil

Just