I yanked free and ran back to my table, and when I sat down Jon whispered, “Did he just try to kiss you?”
I turned my chair away from Bryce and whispered, “Can we please talk about something else? Anything else?”
People were whispering and looking my way, and when Shelly Stalls came back from cleaning up in the washroom, everyone fell quiet.
Her hair looked awful. It was sort of oiled to her scalp and still had little chunks of food in it.
She glared at me so hard it looked like she was trying to get laser beams to shoot from her eyes.
A couple of adults steered her back to her seat, and then everyone started whispering double-speed.
And Bryce didn’t even seem to care! He kept trying to come over and talk to me,
but either he’d get intercepted by a teacher or I’d dash away from him before he had a chance to say anything.
When the dismissal bell finally rang, I said a quick goodbye to Jon and bolted out the door.
I couldn’t reach my bike fast enough! I was the first one off campus,
and I pedaled home so hard it felt as though my lungs would burst.
Mrs. Stueby was out front watering her flower bed and she tried to say something to me,
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