“He leaves me notes in my locker that say stuff like Everybody Hates You.”
“You should tell your teacher about that.” Jack looks at me like I'm an idiot and shakes his head.
“Anyway, you have all these neutrals,” I say, pointing to the list. “If you get them on your side, things will even up a bit.”
“Yeah, well, that's really going to happen,” he says sarcastically.
“Why not?” He shoots me another look like I am absolutely the stupidest guy he's ever talked to in the world.
“What?” I say. He shakes his head like I'm hopeless.
“Let's just say,” he says, “I'm friends with someone who isn't exactly the most popular kid in the school.”
Then it hits me, what he's not coming out and saying: August. This is all about his being friends with August.
And he doesn't want to tell me because I'm the sister's boyfriend. Yeah, of course, makes sense.
We see the bus coming down Amesfort Avenue. “Well, just hang in there,” I tell him, handing back the paper.
“Middle school is about as bad as it gets, and then it gets better. Everything'll work out.”
He shrugs and shoves the list back into his pocket. We wave bye when he gets on the bus, and I watch it pull away.
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