Chet was right. A lot of them were less. Top of the list, of course, was Shelly Stalls.
To look at her, you’d think she had everything, but there’s not much solid underneath her Mount Everest hair.
And even though she’s like a black hole at sucking people in,
it doesn’t take them long to figure out that being friends with her requires fanning the flames of a wildfire ego.
But of all my classmates, the one person I couldn’t seem to place was Bryce.
Until recently I’d have said with absolute certainty that he was greater—far greater—than the sum of his parts.
What he did to my heart was sheer, inexplicable magic. But inexplicable was the operative word here.
And as I looked across the room at him during math, I couldn’t help feeling crushed all over again about how he’d thrown out my eggs.
What kind of person would do that? Then he looked my way and smiled, and my heart lurched.
But I was mad at myself for it. How could I still feel this way after what he’d done?
I avoided him the rest of the day, but by the end of school there was a tornado inside me, tearing me up from one end to the other.
I jumped on my bike and rode home faster than I ever had before.
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