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305 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 29, 2014
“Enough with the fake panic attacks. Get over it.”
If possible, Jules’ hair had turned three shades lighter.
Mom always carried a ton of bandages, and it wasn’t too hard to wrap them around my sneaker so it looked like I’d hurt myself.
Lately I’d been having doubts and realized that along with prom came a whole lot of other issues, like dates and dresses.
“I let you think I had a lot of money and that this is my house, but it isn’t. It’s Jules’s. I live in a normal house with parents who make normal incomes.”
“I’ve tried real hard to fight against that bad boy image.”
“Especially since you write such fantastic papers.”
“The school won’t find out you’ve been cheating.”
“The charade will continue a while longer, or your academic career will be…” he ran his finger across his neck.
Michael immediately dropped out of our flirty conversation.
“What are you doing here?”
“What’s that supposed to mean? I’m just as surprised to see you here.”
“I mean, I don’t usually see you at this scene.”
“Maybe you’ve just missed me.”
Together, fast friends, they left the hall and re-entered the party.
Maybe she was caught up in the whole prom thing, but I think she finally liked him and just couldn’t fully go for it because he was a cute geek.
I could tell her about my deal with Jasper, or about how Michael had rejected me all year, or how (my emphasis)
He was responding and talking and laughing and whispering with a girl... that wasn’t me.
“You seem to have developed this special bond with Aunt Lulu this year.”
Many different thoughts and ideas swirled through my brain, and I wasn’t liking all of them.
I needed a solo night, just me, myself, and I, because there were so many conflicting thoughts swirling inside my head, I didn’t know what to do with them.
“Ever since Aunt Lulu stopped by last week and took you for breakfast, you haven’t been the same.”
Carter pulled me into his arms and gave me another brother/sister hug. “Wow. So I guess you like Zeke.”
“Yes.” I laughed/sobbed.








So why would Ava rush after Zeke when it just made her look weak, pathetic and needy? I had no clue. Maybe someday I'd figure that out along with everything else like world peace and poverty and how to make cafeteria food edible.
I have this problem with silence. It tends to draw words out of me even when I don't want to talk.
Mom hovered, trying to say something.
"Out with it. If you don't tell me now, I'll have this lecture of doom ganging over my head all day, and that could affect the start of my relationship with teachers who ultimately hold my collegiate future in their hands."
She sighed. "oh, Cassidy. Do you need to be so dramatic?"
He asked me questions. How'd I do on the science test? Do I like bunny rabbits? What's my favorite color? Where was I applying to college? Had I made a snowman yet this year?
“High school is one of the hardest times of your life as you struggle with who you are and who you want to be. Never mind the added pressure of popularity, grades, and college to think about.” Then she looked and incorporated Carter and Jules. “Your whole life is in front of you, and what kind of date you get for prom doesn’t dictate how the rest of your life will go. Got it?"