I like how Jess and Karly left me alone in Yearbook with Josh. Except NOT. Josh sits down across the table from me and says:
"We need to have a little chat, Rachel. Lets talk about why you dislike me so much."
I laughed in his face until he laughed too, and then I lied.
"I don't dislike you," crossing my fingers underneath the table. What is a little white lie now and then, I can't stand yearbook drama.
I contemplated joining Alison and Allene in whatever they were doing, but they looked to busy, so I put on my headphones and started drawing. Then I just put my head on my bag and sniffed.
Haslam could sense my newfound lifeache, and she told me to go lie down. So I did.
But I couldn't sleep because the couch smelled like marijuana, and people kept coming in to ask me what the matter was. They are not very good at this.
I woke up when the final bell rung, and everyone thought I was a red stoner. And so I went home and did more pretend sleeping, and then Kelsea came over and gave me an envelope and we took a walk through White City to say hi to someone with a dirty black poodle.