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Authors: Marilyn Kaye
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arrived with another of her friends, Sophie. She was clearly taken aback to find Tracey at her table.
‘What are you doing here?’ she asked bluntly.
Nina answered for her. ‘Tracey said you invited her.’
‘I did no such thing!’ Amanda exclaimed.
‘Don’t you remember?’ Tracey asked. ‘Last night, when we were talking on the phone, you said—’
Amanda didn’t let her finish. ‘I didn’t talk to you on the phone last night! I’ve never called you in my life!’
Tracey had tried to look concerned. ‘Are you OK, Amanda? Are you having memory problems?’
At that point, all the girls were looking at Amanda. Amanda was speechless.
Tracey spoke sadly. ‘Are you ashamed of us being friends, Amanda?’ Then she rose, picked up her tray, and walked away.
She had no idea what happened at the table after she left, but she suspected that it hadn’t been too comfortable for Amanda. Today, Tracey planned to arrive at the table after Amanda, and she would thank Amanda for having called last night to apologize for her rude behaviour.
Ken had also given Emily jobs to do. Yesterday, she’d passed a note to Nina in a class they had together.
Nina, if you see Amanda next period, could you tell her she can borrow my yellow sweater this weekend. She’s been begging me to lend it to her.
Despite the fact that Tracey wasn’t crazy about these efforts to destroy Amanda’s reputation, she had to laugh at the notion of the well-dressed queen bee wanting to wear anything of Emily’s.
The bus arrived. Tracey hurried to climb on so she could get a seat at the back, where the driver wouldn’t see her on the phone. They weren’t supposed to use their mobile phones on the bus, but if he couldn’t see her she’d be OK. The passengers never told on each other.
She got her seat, and took her phone out again.
‘Good morning. Harmony House.’
‘Hello, can I speak to Jenna Kelley, please?’
‘I’m sorry, Jenna can’t come to the phone.’
Tracey frowned. This was the same response she’d been getting each time she tried to call her. ‘Well, can you tell me when visiting hours are?’
‘I’m sorry,’ the voice on the other end said again, ‘but Jenna isn’t permitted visitors.’
‘Why not?’ Tracey demanded to know.
‘Have a nice day,’ the voice replied, and the line went dead.
This was too frustrating. Even prisoners in real jails were allowed to have visitors.
When she met Emily on the steps at Meadowbrook’s entrance, she learned that Emily had been getting the same information from Harmony House.
‘I can’t believe that no one is allowed to have visitors in that place,’ Tracey fumed.
‘Maybe Jenna doesn’t want visitors,’ Emily suggested. ‘You know how she doesn’t like people to feel sorry for her.’
Ken was waiting for them just inside the building. He didn’t bother with greetings.
‘What did Amanda say when you called her this morning?’ he asked Tracey.
‘What she said when I called yesterday,’ Tracey said. ‘“Leave me alone.”’ She sighed. ‘Ken, how much longer do we have to do this? I hate going to that table at lunchtime. They don’t want me there and I don’t want to be there.’
‘I’m going to try to get her alone this afternoon,’ Ken said. ‘I’m going to tell her we’ll stop if she’ll confess to what she did to Jenna.’
Emily was looking at Ken quizzically. ‘Ken,’ she began, and then she bit her lip.
‘What?’ he asked.
Emily hesitated. ‘I don’t know how to say this, and – and I know it’s none of my business, but . . .’ She looked at Tracey. Tracey had a feeling she knew what Emily was about to say and it was something Tracey had been wondering about herself.
‘Go ahead,’ she said.
Emily spoke carefully. ‘I used to think . . . well, we all used to think that there was something going on between you and Amanda. Like, you were sort of interested in each other, you know what I mean?’
Ken didn’t say
‘What are you doing here?’ she asked bluntly.
Nina answered for her. ‘Tracey said you invited her.’
‘I did no such thing!’ Amanda exclaimed.
‘Don’t you remember?’ Tracey asked. ‘Last night, when we were talking on the phone, you said—’
Amanda didn’t let her finish. ‘I didn’t talk to you on the phone last night! I’ve never called you in my life!’
Tracey had tried to look concerned. ‘Are you OK, Amanda? Are you having memory problems?’
At that point, all the girls were looking at Amanda. Amanda was speechless.
Tracey spoke sadly. ‘Are you ashamed of us being friends, Amanda?’ Then she rose, picked up her tray, and walked away.
She had no idea what happened at the table after she left, but she suspected that it hadn’t been too comfortable for Amanda. Today, Tracey planned to arrive at the table after Amanda, and she would thank Amanda for having called last night to apologize for her rude behaviour.
Ken had also given Emily jobs to do. Yesterday, she’d passed a note to Nina in a class they had together.
Nina, if you see Amanda next period, could you tell her she can borrow my yellow sweater this weekend. She’s been begging me to lend it to her.
Despite the fact that Tracey wasn’t crazy about these efforts to destroy Amanda’s reputation, she had to laugh at the notion of the well-dressed queen bee wanting to wear anything of Emily’s.
The bus arrived. Tracey hurried to climb on so she could get a seat at the back, where the driver wouldn’t see her on the phone. They weren’t supposed to use their mobile phones on the bus, but if he couldn’t see her she’d be OK. The passengers never told on each other.
She got her seat, and took her phone out again.
‘Good morning. Harmony House.’
‘Hello, can I speak to Jenna Kelley, please?’
‘I’m sorry, Jenna can’t come to the phone.’
Tracey frowned. This was the same response she’d been getting each time she tried to call her. ‘Well, can you tell me when visiting hours are?’
‘I’m sorry,’ the voice on the other end said again, ‘but Jenna isn’t permitted visitors.’
‘Why not?’ Tracey demanded to know.
‘Have a nice day,’ the voice replied, and the line went dead.
This was too frustrating. Even prisoners in real jails were allowed to have visitors.
When she met Emily on the steps at Meadowbrook’s entrance, she learned that Emily had been getting the same information from Harmony House.
‘I can’t believe that no one is allowed to have visitors in that place,’ Tracey fumed.
‘Maybe Jenna doesn’t want visitors,’ Emily suggested. ‘You know how she doesn’t like people to feel sorry for her.’
Ken was waiting for them just inside the building. He didn’t bother with greetings.
‘What did Amanda say when you called her this morning?’ he asked Tracey.
‘What she said when I called yesterday,’ Tracey said. ‘“Leave me alone.”’ She sighed. ‘Ken, how much longer do we have to do this? I hate going to that table at lunchtime. They don’t want me there and I don’t want to be there.’
‘I’m going to try to get her alone this afternoon,’ Ken said. ‘I’m going to tell her we’ll stop if she’ll confess to what she did to Jenna.’
Emily was looking at Ken quizzically. ‘Ken,’ she began, and then she bit her lip.
‘What?’ he asked.
Emily hesitated. ‘I don’t know how to say this, and – and I know it’s none of my business, but . . .’ She looked at Tracey. Tracey had a feeling she knew what Emily was about to say and it was something Tracey had been wondering about herself.
‘Go ahead,’ she said.
Emily spoke carefully. ‘I used to think . . . well, we all used to think that there was something going on between you and Amanda. Like, you were sort of interested in each other, you know what I mean?’
Ken didn’t say
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