me to the window overlooking the soccer field. Bobby stood next to me and put his free hand on my back. This was my chance. This is where I could recoil back to my snagged sweater, grab it, assess the damage, and snake free.
“Plural?” My heart was a hammer striking at me from the inside. I became aware of his hand lowering from the small of my back. I turned to face him, with my back now up against the window to avoid his hands.
“Come on, Narissa, your sister is a freak. She doesn’t talk to anyone and when she does, she’s just mean. What she said to you in front of everyone was pretty harsh.” He wasn’t wrong, but I still didn’t know where he was going with it. “We get that pic, and threaten to show it around, and maybe it’ll shut her up. Maybe then she’ll stop treating the rest of us like a bunch of brain-damaged monkeys.”
The door separating us from the hallway opened and Mr. Dubbs walked through. His brown leather shoes squeaked.
“Narissa, Bobby, you’re not supposed to hang out here.”
“Sorry, sir, we didn’t know.” Bobby had his answer