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Which is why I’m so confused Charlotte is approaching us. Before I can

make sense of it, she pushes a homemade Rice Krispies Treat into my hand.

“Er—what—?” I try to say.

“Happy Homecoming,” she says, her smile impossibly bright. “I hope

you’ll consider voting for me for Queen.”

Neither the boys nor I reply; Charlotte Pascal is disarmingly gorgeous,

and I’m pretty sure none of us has ever spoken directly to her before.

Danielle looks at the three of us and snorts. She squints up at Charlotte

and says, “You know canvassing for votes isn’t allowed, right?”

“Don’t spoil the party,” Charlotte says, wrinkling her nose. “It’s just a

little Homecoming treat.”

Against my will, I look across the courtyard, where Irene and her pack

have been lounging. She’s watching Charlotte with narrowed eyes, her arms

splayed across the bench, her henchwomen lurking around her in pleated

skirts. Irene and Charlotte’s friendship turned enmity has been the source of

gossip for almost a year now, and it’s only intensified since Irene pulled that

“Class Inseparables” stunt during senior superlatives. Based on the way

she’s looking at Charlotte now, I’m surprised she made a joke about it at all.

Kevin is the first to regain his voice. “Thanks for the treat,” he tells

Charlotte. “Good luck with Court.”

Charlotte gives him a flirtatious smile, glances over the rest of us, and

walks away. I notice she makes a point of avoiding Irene’s corner of the

yard. It’s like feral cats delineating their territory.

“She is very … um … yes,” Gunther says, gulping.

“She’s stunning,” Kevin says, and Danielle stiffens, “but she scares me.”

“I swear I get a vibe from her,” I tell them. It’s a theory I’ve brought up

before: that Charlotte gives off some queer energy. Tally was the only one

who ever agreed with me, but she was more fixated on Charlotte’s

popularity than her possible sexuality.

“I doubt that,” Danielle says. “She’s been going out with that

Candlehawk dude for, like, a year.”

“Doesn’t mean she can’t be queer,” I say.

“Whatever her deal is,” Gunther says, “Charlotte’s definitely more of a

Lady Macbeth than a Homecoming Queen.”

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