![]() ![]() ![]() Kuhlman called, “Mena Reece,” and I croaked out my “Here,” Teresa had to turn her blond, spiky head around and shoot me the Look of Death, and I got that combined feeling of needing to throw up and possibly pee my pants. Having Teresa and Bethany in English might not be so bad if they’d just ignore me, but at the start of class when Mr. I knew I’d be seeing some of these people today, but in first period already? And it has to be none other than my former best friend and the pastor’s daughter-two of the people who have cause to hate me the most. ![]() It’s just that I hoped my first day of school-of high school, thank you, which I’ve only been looking forward to my entire life-might turn out to be at least slightly better than eating live bugs. When you’re single-handedly responsible for getting your church, your pastor, and every one of your former friends and their parents sued for millions of dollars, you expect to make some enemies. ![]()
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