To say my entire life is revolving around this trip might be something of an understatement. Not only will we get our geek on, but we will also get to do fun Key West things. Snorkeling, the Hemingway House, all the key lime pie a gal can hold. Our favorite author, Ash Bentley, is going to be there talking about her Finnigan Sparks series, plus there are at least twenty different panels Isabel and I want to check out—on everything from women in space operas to cosplay design.
It is geek heaven, and we are beyond ready.
Okay, since eighth grade. Isa screws up her face, thinking. Smiling, I start shutting down my register. Boring Girl in T-Shirt and Jeans. The doors slide open, another senior citizen shopper strolling in as I finish with my register and take the cash drawer to Mrs.
At most grocery stores, clerks count the money themselves, but years of working with teenage employees has given Mrs. That done, I make my way across the store, noticing as I pass the magazine racks lining the register lanes that a bunch of them have been turned around, the ads on their backs, rather than the covers, facing the customer. I walk up to a rack and turn the nearest backward magazine to face me.
My stuff is in the break room, a truly tragic space made up of orange walls, green plastic chairs, and a scratched laminate table. Were they still in love? Had Becky been as insanely bored here as I was? Although, hey, at least Becky was never confronted with pictures of her sister on the front of tabloids. The whole prom debacle is still this mix of anger and hurt, a thorny ball lodged right in my chest, and thinking about it is like poking a sore tooth.
Mostly, it involves draping myself over the AC vent in my room and reading the new manga I picked up from the bookstore yesterday. Michael is leaning against one of the yellow-painted concrete pylons in front of the store, one ankle crossed in front of the other, dark hair falling in his eyes. Michael Dorset had been my crush since ninth grade.
The green one. Fighting the kindergarten urge to rip it off, I shift my bag to my other shoulder. This is the last place I want to have this discussion, so I move past him and toward my car. The asphalt grits under my sneakers as I keep walking. You tried to sell our prom pictures.
But it seems like you just get the annoying parts of fame, like, you know, your boyfriend selling private stuff to a tabloid. Apparently the royal family had people on the lookout for that kind of thing and shut it down pretty quickly, which, hon-estly, just made the whole thing ever weirder.
https://plesamgreenlite.cf Thought we looked cute. Michael actually does look a little sheepish at that. He shoves his hands in his pockets, shrugging his shoulders up and rocking back on his heels. I turn back to the store to see Mrs. Miller, my manager, standing on the sidewalk just in front of the sliding doors, hands on her hips. Miller hollers again, and seriously, Mrs. Come join us for mocktails! Come to the Penguin Teen Booth and find out! PenguinTeen : Rec-a-reads station starting in 5 mins!
Miranda it is, then. Who are you going to go as? I doubt it, though. Or being in the tabloids herself for that matter. Instead, I heft my beat-up patchwork bag onto my shoulder and head out the door. Princess Flora could be a new chapter in her love life, but Millie knows the chances of happily-ever-afters are slim.
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