Unless, unless Shelly or Miranda was high bidder. But how could I make sure that happened?
My brain went into overdrive, constructing a plan, and in the end I decided that there was only one sensible course of action.
Kiss up to both of them. Halfway through my first day of doing this, I felt like a skunk.
Not that I was being gross about it or anything. I was just, you know, friendly.
And even though Shelly and Miranda didn’t seem to smell a thing, Garrett did.
“Dude!” he says to me on Thursday. “I can see your game, man.”
“What are you talking about?” “Don’t deny it, dude. You’re working them both.”
He comes up and whispers in my ear, “Basket boy or not, I’m in awe.” “Shut up, man.”
“Seriously! The Ear says they were, like, clawing each other in P.E. today.”
I had to know. “What about… Jumbo Jenny?” He shrugs. “Haven’t heard. But we’ll find out tomorrow, won’t we, dude?”
My mother dropped me off at school on Friday with my stupid oversized picnic basket,
and since all basket boys have to dress up, I was choking in a tie and feeling completely dweeblike in slacks and dress shoes.
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