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freckles.
I think about going up to her and saying hi, since we’ve never
officially met each other. But then Rennie comes in behind her.
Rennie’s not in her cheering workout clothes. Oh my gosh. Has
she quit the squad, now that Reeve isn’t playing anymore? I
could totally see her doing that.
Rennie wraps Nadia in a hug. It’s a tender one and it lasts for
a few long seconds, definitely longer than the ones I see girls
give each other between classes. Rennie peels herself away a bit
and fusses with Nadia’s bangs while she tells her something I
can’t hear. Nadia smiles up at Rennie and nods pertly. She hands
Rennie her packet of pictures and bounds out the door.
At the stables, Lillia mentioned to Kat and me how weird and
tense things have been between her and Rennie since homecoming. I press my lips together tight. It worries me to see Nadia
being so chummy-chummy with Rennie. She’s not a good influence. Not at all. Plus Lillia is Nadia’s big sister. Nadia should be
loyal to her, not to Rennie.
Mr. Kraus comes into the room. He’s an art teacher, so it
makes total sense that yearbook is one of his responsibilities. “All
right, everyone! Listen up!” The room quiets, but only a little
bit. Most people keep talking. “We need the homecoming spread
done this week, as well as foreign language clubs and fall sports.”
He scans the room briefly. “If you’re new today, find someone and help them with their project.” He says all this without
stopping, and then disappears into his office and closes the door.
Oh. Okay.
So it looks like yearbook is pretty much left up to the students.
I meander my way over to some girls who are uploading
photos directly from the cameras, hoping I might pick up some
pointers. I end up within earshot of Rennie. She’s working on
the homecoming spread with another girl.
“We got more homecoming pictures today,” Rennie says,
dumping out Nadia’s envelope. She shuffles through the photos
slowly, her eyes lingering on each one.
The other girl doesn’t bother to check any of them out. She
keeps her eyes on the computer screen. “I doubt we’ll need
them. You’ve collected, like, more homecoming photos than
senior pictures. It’s only a one-page spread.”
“We want to make sure we get the perfect shot,” Rennie
insists, her voice sharp.
“I think I have,” says the girl, with a smile. There’s a picture
of Lillia and Reeve in the center of the computer screen. Them
dancing, up onstage. Him holding her tight, gazing at her with a
big grin. Before he saw me. Before I went . . . crazy.
I force myself to look away.
The girl taps the screen with her pencil tip and says, “I say we
build the entire page around this shot.”
Rennie shakes her head, takes over the computer mouse,
and clicks onto another picture. One of the entire homecoming
court. “This one is better. But, really, we should wait until we
get all the pictures in before we make the final choice. We’ve got
to be thorough.”
“But the photo you want doesn’t show who won king and
queen!”
Rennie spins to face the girl. “Are you kidding me? The picture you want is going to make everyone remember the accident, okay? It’s going to be a trigger .” For the first time, I agree
with Rennie. Actually, I wish they’d skip that page all together.
“Not to mention that it’s completely disrespectful to Reeve.”
Defiant, the girl says, “We’ve always featured at least one picture of just the king and queen in the yearbook.”
Rennie shoots her a nasty look and then softens her tone.
She crooks her finger at the girl, wanting her to lean in close.
“Look, I didn’t want to say anything because it’s on the DL, but
the homecoming queen title is still somewhat in dispute. Coach
Christy is considering a possible recount. So let’s not settle on a
photo until we know for sure, all right?”
The girl nods, her eyes wide. “Okay,” she whispers back.
“That’s a