Lunch. The day after the incident.
After I buy my lunch, I sit down at an empty table towards the back of the cafeteria. I take out my book, Wonder, out and start to read and eat simultaneously. I call it “reating.”
I was so absorbed in my book that I didn’t see the Glittery Girls coming right towards me, or, as some might view it, stalking their prey.
“Hey, nerd.” Kayla said with a snicker.
“I thought this was lunch, not English class.” Avalon sneered.
“What kind of a pathetic loser READS in her free time? Seriously, get a life, honey.” Maggie chortled.
“No wonder you have no friends.” Mercedes said. And then, in perfect sync, all 4 members of the Glittery Girls Gang flipped their long hair, turned around, and sashayed away, snickering.
I feel like I’m gonna throw up. I run into the bathroom, cry, and puke my guts out. I decided to go to the school nurse because I really do feel sick.
I tell the nurse, Ms. Harold, that I think I have a stomach bug and that I had just puked. I call my dad on the nurse’s phone. My dad said he’d pick me up in 10 minutes.
After an all day marathon of my favorite show, Back Handsprings and Backstabbers, I heard my phone bleep at 5:30. I got an email. At first, I thought it was an email from Jesy since we email all the time. But I nearly threw up (for the sixth time that day) when I read who it was from.
The email was from Mercedes.