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“No, sot much time if ant to be early”

I look the dress over again I guess if you look at it frole, you can at least tell what it is Still, it’s the ugliest dress I’ve ever seen in my life

“You knohat the probles over the edge of the bed before I re yesterday’s clothes I stop just in time “The person you’re there to see is usually dead”

Cassie’s eyes groide as she looks down at e inwardly I should be more careful around her and the others Not all of them have to turn out like I have Jaded and short test other poor qualities

Ms Martin plants her hand on her hip She always does that when I’ her patience I always test her patience, just to see how far I can push her before she snaps We are on opposite ends of a broad spectrum

“You ht not be so snarky if you knehose funeral it was”

I sit straight up Forget getting caught My pulse races and a sickening feeling settles in the pit of my stomach

“Who is it?” I try to run through who it could be, whose death could possibly upsetto wear that potato sack of a dress she just threw at my face

“One of your classmates”

The purposeful evasiveness

ive me the patience not to kill this woman

“Which one?” I ask through gritted teeth

“The pretty one Sadie White”

Now even Rachel, usually oblivious to all but theher up, stirs She rolls over and rubs sleep from her eyes

“You mean the one who looks like Teddy?” she asks

Cassie giggles “Ms Martin just called Teddy pretty”

I have to fight away the tiny ss at the corner of irls say is true I’ve never seen it, but everyone else at school always said we shared an uncanny resemblance to one another

I never minded, but Sadie she …

I stop myself You aren’t supposed to speak ill of the dead … no matter what a bitch they hen they were alive

That doesn’t help the fact that, no ht we looked alike, Sadie White and I were as far fro enemies

“That’s sad and all, but I’ back onto the bed It’s draining, thinking soht have died … until you remember that there isn’t anyone you actually care about

I glance up at Cassie and Rachel’s petrified faces looking back at ers

“Ass out of bed now We leave in ten” She glances up at the girls, who duck out of sight under the covers faster than a high school relationship lasts “That goes for you too”

She shoots me one last look, and I know she means business because she doesn’t even stay toI know about Ms Martin, it’s that you don’t want her to have to come back