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ackyard to steal her Time Capsule flag. Someone kept imitating Ali’s voice. And then there was a
shattering
sound and a thud, as if someone had been pushed. Jason stormed out of the house moments later, his
face fiery red.
In fact, now that she thought about it, the very first time Emily had ever seen Ali, Jason had been teasing
her. It was a few days before she started third grade, and Emily and her mom were at the grocery store,
picking out juice boxes and mini bags of Doritos for school lunches. A pretty blond girl about Emily’s age
bounded right past them, skipping up the cereal aisle. There was something intoxicating about her,
probably
because she was everything plain, introverted Emily wasn’t.
They saw the girl again in the frozen foods section, peering into every case, trying to decide what she
wanted.
Her mother trailed behind with a cart, and a boy, probably about fourteen, followed, staring at a Game
Boy. “Mom, can we get Eggos?” the girl cried, opening up a freezer door, her smile big and gap-toothed.
The
teenage boy rolled his eyes. “Mom, can we get Eggos?” he imitated, his voice sharp and mean.
And just like that, the girl wilted. Her bottom lip wobbled, and she shut the door with a disheartened
thud.
The mother grabbed the boy’s arm. “You know better.” The boy shrugged and slumped down, but Emil y
thought he deserved being yelled at. He ruined the girl’s fun, simply because he could. A few days later,
when third grade began, Emily realized that the girl in the store had been Ali. She was new to Rosewood
Day, but she was so pretty and bubbly that everyone instantly wanted to sit next to her on the rug
during
show-and-tell. It was hard to believe anything would make her sad.
Emily kicked an icy ball of snow down the sidewalk, quietly debating whether she should tell Aria this.
But
before she could, Aria mumbled a terse good-bye and walked briskly toward the science wing, the
tassels at
the ends of her earflap hat bouncing.