I was the kind of kid who couldn't really stop making up stories during class. I didn't do very well academically because I was always drawing these little doodles in the margins of my notebooks and I wasn't bringing home the best grades.
Meg CabotIt was also, however, a favorite place for novices to stand and wait for innocent students to slip up by talking too loudly between classes. No novice has ever been created that could keep Gina quiet, however.
Meg CabotTell me what game Steph Landry and I used to play in the big dirt pile they made while they were digging my familyโs pool, back when we were both seven, or Iโll know youโre an alien replacement and youโve got the real Steph up in your mother ship!โ I glared at him. โG.I. Joe meets Spelunker Barbie,โ I said. โAnd stop being so ridiculous. We have to go. Weโre going to end up at a bad table for lunch.
Meg CabotBut once I'd come up with it, I realized it really was the perfect plan. Instead of waiting for Maria to come to me, I was simply going to go to her and, well... Send her back to where she came. Or reduce her to a mound of quivering gelatinous goo. Whichever came first.
Meg CabotNot like this vision before us, who was shaking water out of his slightly overlong reddish-brown hair as he leaned over to lay down his board (revealing, as he did so, the fact that beneath his baggy swim trunksโso weighted down with water that they had sunk somewhat dangerously low on his hipsโlurked what appeared to be an exceptionally well-formed gluteus maximus)
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