The Go-Between by Veronica Chambers

Author:Veronica Chambers
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Children's Books
Published: 2017-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

It was lunchtime, aka Mexican Cultural Hour. It was my fault. I was the one who was lying through my teeth to my only two friends about who I was and what my family was like. So I had to take some of the blame when, holding up a pair of chopsticks as she dug into her sushi lunch, Tiggy asked me, “Hey, Camilla, did you ever date a drug dealer?”

I had been at Polestar for two months but knew that, despite the fact that tuition was four times the national average salary in Mexico, I was, in fact, surrounded by more drug dealers than I had ever been before in my life.

“Define ‘drug dealer,’ ” I said innocently.

“You know what I mean,” Tiggy said.

Willow looked annoyed. “C’mon, Antigone,” she said, using Tiggy’s full name. “You’re being so insensitive. Who knows what she had to do in Mexico to survive.”

Sweet.

“What do you mean by ‘drug dealer’?” I asked, looking around the room. “Do you mean like Ethan who deals E? Or the weed guy, Scott? Or someone like Wyatt, who can be counted on for the harder stuff?”

This was not only true but also a bit of a dig. Tiggy had a crazy crush on Scott Merchant, and I knew it.

Tiggy glared at me. “If you don’t want to talk about your past, then just say so. I just mean, Willow and I have embraced you with open arms. We let you into our country. You got a scholarship to our school. The least you could do is exchange in a little honest dialogue.”

Was she really saying that my ability to attend Polestar, live in America, and not be a social pariah at school was all because of the kindness of her little fashion-obsessed heart? She had to be kidding. Even though I knew I was escalating the drama, I said, “How about today, instead of delving into my immigrant past, we talk about you and your dirty little secrets? What were you into before I got to town? Was it anorexia, bulimia? Cutting? Shoplifting? What did you do because you’re a bored little rich girl? What are you ashamed of?”

Both girls stared at me as if I’d just slapped Tiggy, which is sort of what I’d done. I had thought I was done with Patrizia, but every once in a while, she popped out—my inner mean girl. Or maybe I couldn’t blame Patrizia at all. Maybe that’s just how we’re all wired, with that little sliver of ice in our hearts.

“Wow,” Willow said, standing with her tray. “I think we should all take a step back and cool down. After all, we’re friends.”

Tiggy stood up too. Then she turned to me and said, “How about tomorrow you try not to pour so much bitch juice into your morning tequila?”

I actually laughed. “Oh, is that a Mexican joke? Hilarious.” But it wasn’t funny. Not at all.

I wasn’t going to be able to keep it up much longer. But I wasn’t sure

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