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"Youre the one who starts it "
"By saying hello and asking how youre doing? Yeah, Im a real witch "
"You said it, not me "
"Its not my fault, you know "
"What isnt?"
"That you dont have any friends If youd—"
Kate walked away Honest to St Jude, one ht puke
Thankfully—for once—Mom didnt follow her Instead, she went back into the kitchen, calling out, "Hurry up, Sean The Mularkey school bus leaves in ten minutes "
Her brother giggled Kate rolled her eyes and went upstairs It was so lah at the same stupid joke every day?
The answer came as quickly as the question had: because he had friends Life with friendseasier
She hid in her bedrooon start up The last thing she wanted was to get driven to school by her oodbye and waved like a contestant on The Price Is Right when Kate got out of the car Everyone kneas social suicide to be driven to school by your parents When she heard tires crunching slowly across gravel, she went back downstairs, washed the dishes, gathered her stuff, and left the house Outside, the sun was shining, but last nights rain had studded the driveith inner-tube-sized potholes No doubt the old-ti to talk about the flooding Mud sucked at the soles of her fake Earth shoes,her only rainbow socks that she was at the botto across the street
She was gorgeous Tall and big-boobed, she had long, curly auburn hair and a face like Caroline of Monaco: pale skin and full lips and long lashes And her clothes: low-rise, three-button jeans with huge, tie-died wedges of fabric in the seams to make elephant bells; cork-bottoel-sleeved pink peasant blouse that revealed at least two inches of stomach
Kate clutched her books against her chest, wishing she hadnt picked her pih Riders "H-hi," she said, stopping on her side of the road "The bus stops on this side "
Chocolate-brown eyes, rimmed heavily with blacknothing
Just then, the school bus arrived Wheezing and squeaking, it ca stop on the road A boy she used to have a crush on stuck his head out theand yelled, "Hey, Kootie, the floods over," and then laughed