Terrible Terrel by Whoopi Goldberg

Author:Whoopi Goldberg
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction - Middle Grade
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers

“That’s really a lovely dress you’re wearing,” she says to me.

I can see this makes Tiara Girl mad, which is fine with me.

“You said you liked my dress, too,” Tiara Girl says.

Marjory looks a little surprised. “Yes, of course I do, sweetheart.”

“Do you want to get up to stretch your legs?” Dad asks me. I think he’s trying to get me out of there until intermission’s over.

I watch, out of the corner of my eye. I want to be wherever Tiara Girl’s not. She looks as if she’s starting to stand up, so I say, “No.”

“I need to use the restroom,” Dad says, apologetically.

“That’s fine; I’ll stay here with the girls,” Marjory says.

But she doesn’t. After Dad leaves, a woman a few rows back calls out to Marjory, and Marjory goes back to chat with her. And I’m stranded with Tiara Girl.

Now that the grown-ups are out of earshot, Tiara Girl and I can be openly hostile. After a minute, she scoots over and sits in Dad’s seat. “So, when did your stupid dad start going out with my aunt?”

I glare at her. “You call my dad stupid one more time and I’ll whack that tiara right off your head,” I say. “And I’m not sure how long. Did you know about this?”

She snorts. “Of course not. Do you think I would have agreed to come if I’d known you’d be here?”

I love how she says, “agreed to come,” as if she’s doing everyone a favor by being here. Some favor. I’m sure all the London ballet stars are thrilled she’s here.

“Well, what are we going to do?” she says.

“Hope they break up soon,” I say.

She stands up to go back to her seat. “Well, if your dad’s anything like you, she’ll definitely get sick of him fast,” she says.

I pop up to go thump her, but just then Dad and Marjory both return.

Dad looks horrified that we had been left alone together. I’m sorry, he mouths when they’re not looking.

“You girls having a nice chat?” Marjory asks.

“Uh-huh,” I say. Tiara Girl smiles a big, fake smile.

The second half of the show is as good as the first, but Tiara Girl’s gotten under my skin and I don’t enjoy it as much. By the time the curtain drops for the last time, I’ve decided that something definitely needs to be done. But what?

After the show, we all walk down the stairs to the lobby together. “Would you two like to go out and have some ice cream with us?” Marjory asks.

“It’s a school night,” I say. “I should be in bed already.”

“Well, it’s a special day,” she says, as Dad helps her into her coat. “I think it’s fine to stay up late once in a while.”

I bet Dad would like to spend more time with Marjory. I’ll bet he wants me to say yes, but I feel mean, and the last thing I want to do is hang out with Tiara Girl for another hour. I force a big yawn.

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