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“I was joking,” she said “You can’t not see him in this little shithole of a town Everyone sees everyone”

“Too little, too late”

“Seriously, you will” She flashed me a s to a whole new level You’d be good at it”

“I’ood at it” I closed my book and dropped the pencil back in its case “You’llthe third wheel when you score some hot rocker type and I’m left on my lonesome”

“As if that would ever happen They’d be the third wheel” She rustled in her satchel and groaned “That’s if I even get to Aberystwyth Our dorain” She tossedfor a C grade now at best”

“You only need two Bs”

“And I et them”

“You’ll get them”

She flicked the cigarette butt in the bushes and peered around the corner “Urgh, Sarah Jennings and the bitch brigade at twelve o’clock Benches, duck-pout selfies”

“Nice”

Sarah Jennings was born popular Her type and our type didn’thair and pink lipstick and fake personified I’d rather be an outcast any day of the week than one of those bitchbags Just as well, really

Lizzie let out a sigh and scrunched up her curls before giving me a mock pout She was pale and proud, with hair too dark to be natural, and it suited her Lizzie was Lizzie Spunky and weird and my kind of person My only real friend

“Hey, can I stay at yours tonight?” she said “Muuys round”

“Sure” I felt the niggle squir ok?”

She shrugged, shtly “Yeah, course Same old Just can’t be done with his jerky mates I’ll pack for the weekend if that’s ok? I don’t knohen Muy ti to be when I’m done?” My cheeks flushed and she rolled her eyes “Fine I’ll catch you after school I’ll co you out of the art block, and I’ll walk as slowly as I can on my way”