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“Are you doing okay？” She shifted her backpack and looked
over each shoulder。 “I got to thinking； you know； that
was just so cold of Bryce。 Especially since you've got that soft spot for him。”
“Who told you that？”
“Like I haven't got eyes？ e on； girl。 It's a given。 Which is why I got to worryin' about you。
Are you seriously all right？”
“Yes； I am。 But thanks for thinking about me。” I eyed her and said； “And Darla？ It's not a
given anymore。”
She laughed。 “How long's this diet gonna last？”
“It's not a diet。 I've just； uh； lost my taste for him。”
She looked at me skeptically。 “Uh…huh。”
“Well； I have。 But thanks for； you know； caring。”
All through first period I was still feeling strong and right and certain； but then Mrs。 Simmons
ended the lesson a full fifteen minutes early and said；
“Clear your desks of everything but a pen or pencil。”
“What？” everyone cried； and believe me—I was right along with them。 I was not prepared for
a quiz！
“Everything！” she said。 “e on； you're wasting valuable time。”
The room filled with grumbles and the sound of shuffling binders； and when we'd all pretty
much plied with her request； she picked a stack of
bright yellow papers off her desk； fanned them with an evil grin； and said； “It's time to vote for
basket boys！”
A wave of relief swept across the room。 “Basket boys？ You mean it's not a quiz？”
She ticked through the stack； counting ballots as she spoke。 “It is like a quiz in that I don't
want you conferring with one another。 It's also like a quiz
in that you have a limited amount of time。” She slapped a set of ballots down on the first desk
of row one； then went
