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Sighing, Emily slowly climbed the stairs to her locker, ducking out of the way of a bunch of younger boys
from the wrestling team who were bounding down the stairs in the other direction. Yes, she’d learned
that
Ali had a way of manipulating people to get their secrets. And yes, she could admit that Ali had a nasty
streak—Emily had been the victim of it too, especially when Ali teased Emily in front of the others about
the
time she kissed her in the tree house. But Jenna wasn’t popular, she wasn’t Ali’s friend, and she didn’t
have
anything Ali needed. Sure Ali was mean, but there was usually a grain of truth in what she said.
Emily stopped in front of her locker. As she was hanging up her coat, she heard a small snicker behind
her.
She whirled around, gazing into the flood of students walking down the hall to homeroom. A familiar girl
swam into view. It was none other than Jenna Cavanaugh. She was standing in the doorway of the Chem
II
room, her golden retriever guide dog at her side. Emily’s skin crawled. It was as though by just thinking
about Jenna, Emily had conjured her up.
A shadow moved behind Jenna, and Emily’s ex-girlfriend, Maya St. Germain, appeared in the doorway
too.
Emily had barely spoken to Maya since they’d broken up when Maya caught her kissing Trista, a girl
she’d
met when her parents sent her to live with her aunt and uncle in Iowa. By the livid look on Maya’s face,
it
didn’t seem like she’d forgiven Emily yet.
Maya whispered something in Jenna’s ear before gazing across the busy hallway at Emily. Her mouth
curled into a nasty sneer. Jenna’s eyes were hidden behind her dark Gucci sunglasses, but her face was
drawn and unsmiling.
Slamming her locker door hard, Emily scampered down the hall without even retrieving the books she
needed for her morning classes. When she looked over her shoulder, Maya was waggling her fingers.
Bye,