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I wouldn’t be surprised if the food in her kitchen was sorted alphabetically.
“Thanks. My mother has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, in case you haven’t noticed,” she said sarcastically as she darted into the kitchen.
I took a seat on her dark brown plush leather couch; it felt cold against my legs, which made me jolt. Jessica sat across from me. She admired herself in a heart-shaped compact mirror while putting on another layer of ice pink lip gloss. I was so hungry, I swear my stomach was eating itself.
“So, where did you move from?” Jessica asked in a bored voice.
“Deerwood.”
“Why did you move?”
I dreaded that question. I didn’t want anybody in Willowdale to know what I’d done or where I was. That I was wearing a mask to conceal my secrets.
“Um...we just needed a change of scenery.”
She looked at me with narrow eyes. “Uh huh,” she said.
Katie came back holding a veggie platter decorated with baby carrots, celery sticks, sliced cucumber and broccoli.
“Lunch time!” she declared.
Is she for real? Is that all we’re having? I thought.
Just then, cafeteria food sounded really good to me. It was obvious why these girls were so skinny.
“No sandwiches or anything?” I asked hungrily.
“No way! Too many calories!” Katie shrilled as she placed the platter on the table.
She plopped herself down on the couch next to me. Jessica’s purse started blaring Ariana Grande’s song Problem. She took her iPhone out of her purple Prada purse and smiled when she saw who it was.
“Hi, bee-otch!” she said, excited. Her words trailed off as she left the room.
“So Hanna, how are things going with Mark Edwards? Everybody is talking about you two.” Katie beamed.
“Yeah I heard.” We both laughed.
“So, I guess he’ll be your date for the homecoming dance?”
“ Mayyybe . I bet Claire is looking forward to being crowned homecoming queen.”
“Duh…she wins every year. She doesn’t usually have competition, but we don’t have to worry about that anymore.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
She moved closer to me. “Well, apparently Brooke was running for homecoming queen, too,” she said in a low voice.
“What?”
“I know, right? It must have been some kind of sick joke.” She inspected her nails as her long straight blonde hair fell over her shoulder. “I mean, who would vote for her? Anyway, it doesn’t matter now… obvi. ”
Jessica returned with her phone in her hand and stood beside the couch. “That was Claire. She’s gonna meet us at school.”
“Cool,” said Katie.
“Totally,” said Jessica. “Hey, you guys wanna smoke a joint?”
“Sure, light it up, but not in here,” cautioned Katie. “My parents will smell it and totally freak out.”
We walked around the couch to the French doors that lead to the patio. Katie unlocked one of the doors and slid it open. Her backyard was an oasis with tropical landscaping. Layered shrubs and voluminous leaves of philodendrons added dramatic effect. A soothing sound emanated from the gushing fountain in the curvy pool, and the sun glimmered over it in inviting fashion. A hot tub was next to the pool, and towering palm trees lined a black river rock path. The deck was finished with a cream coloured gazebo and high end patio furniture. We took a seat on the couch with a small coffee table in the middle of it.
Jessica pulled a joint and lighter from her purse. “Do you smoke, Hanna?”
“No, thank you.”
“Figures.”
“Suit yourself,” added Katie.
Jessica lit the joint, and the two of them passed it back and forth to one another for about ten minutes. The smell of marijuana permeated the air.
“I got the munchies,” Jessica said with a giggle.
“I know, right?” Katie agreed as smoke slowly seeped through her lips.
“There’s too many calories in chips.”
“I knowww . What are we going to eat?” whined Katie.
“Carrot sticks?” There was a pause before the two of
“Thanks. My mother has a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, in case you haven’t noticed,” she said sarcastically as she darted into the kitchen.
I took a seat on her dark brown plush leather couch; it felt cold against my legs, which made me jolt. Jessica sat across from me. She admired herself in a heart-shaped compact mirror while putting on another layer of ice pink lip gloss. I was so hungry, I swear my stomach was eating itself.
“So, where did you move from?” Jessica asked in a bored voice.
“Deerwood.”
“Why did you move?”
I dreaded that question. I didn’t want anybody in Willowdale to know what I’d done or where I was. That I was wearing a mask to conceal my secrets.
“Um...we just needed a change of scenery.”
She looked at me with narrow eyes. “Uh huh,” she said.
Katie came back holding a veggie platter decorated with baby carrots, celery sticks, sliced cucumber and broccoli.
“Lunch time!” she declared.
Is she for real? Is that all we’re having? I thought.
Just then, cafeteria food sounded really good to me. It was obvious why these girls were so skinny.
“No sandwiches or anything?” I asked hungrily.
“No way! Too many calories!” Katie shrilled as she placed the platter on the table.
She plopped herself down on the couch next to me. Jessica’s purse started blaring Ariana Grande’s song Problem. She took her iPhone out of her purple Prada purse and smiled when she saw who it was.
“Hi, bee-otch!” she said, excited. Her words trailed off as she left the room.
“So Hanna, how are things going with Mark Edwards? Everybody is talking about you two.” Katie beamed.
“Yeah I heard.” We both laughed.
“So, I guess he’ll be your date for the homecoming dance?”
“ Mayyybe . I bet Claire is looking forward to being crowned homecoming queen.”
“Duh…she wins every year. She doesn’t usually have competition, but we don’t have to worry about that anymore.”
“What do you mean?” I asked.
She moved closer to me. “Well, apparently Brooke was running for homecoming queen, too,” she said in a low voice.
“What?”
“I know, right? It must have been some kind of sick joke.” She inspected her nails as her long straight blonde hair fell over her shoulder. “I mean, who would vote for her? Anyway, it doesn’t matter now… obvi. ”
Jessica returned with her phone in her hand and stood beside the couch. “That was Claire. She’s gonna meet us at school.”
“Cool,” said Katie.
“Totally,” said Jessica. “Hey, you guys wanna smoke a joint?”
“Sure, light it up, but not in here,” cautioned Katie. “My parents will smell it and totally freak out.”
We walked around the couch to the French doors that lead to the patio. Katie unlocked one of the doors and slid it open. Her backyard was an oasis with tropical landscaping. Layered shrubs and voluminous leaves of philodendrons added dramatic effect. A soothing sound emanated from the gushing fountain in the curvy pool, and the sun glimmered over it in inviting fashion. A hot tub was next to the pool, and towering palm trees lined a black river rock path. The deck was finished with a cream coloured gazebo and high end patio furniture. We took a seat on the couch with a small coffee table in the middle of it.
Jessica pulled a joint and lighter from her purse. “Do you smoke, Hanna?”
“No, thank you.”
“Figures.”
“Suit yourself,” added Katie.
Jessica lit the joint, and the two of them passed it back and forth to one another for about ten minutes. The smell of marijuana permeated the air.
“I got the munchies,” Jessica said with a giggle.
“I know, right?” Katie agreed as smoke slowly seeped through her lips.
“There’s too many calories in chips.”
“I knowww . What are we going to eat?” whined Katie.
“Carrot sticks?” There was a pause before the two of
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