must have been red in the face because my ears burned.
Too embarrassed to do anything else, I shut my locker and rushed out of school. That night I made Simona’s most despised meal of macaroni and cheese. I hate it too but it was worth it to see her cringe as she ate it.
A few days ago, about a week after my humiliating scene, Simona had called Bobby a subnormal pinhead in math class loud enough for everyone to hear. My phone buzzed in my pocket. Under my desk, I read the text from Bobby.
Your sister = bitch. Revenge?
I wasn’t sure what he had in mind, but if it meant we would plot against her together, I was in.
YES
Mr. Dubbs coughed loudly and looked at me. I put the phone back in my pocket and looked at Bobby. He smiled.
After class when Bobby asked me for an embarrassing picture of Simona, I felt caught. Like when your sweater gets snagged as you walk by a splintered desk. You realize you’re caught,