Flower Feud by Catherine R. Daly

Author:Catherine R. Daly [Daly, Catherine R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-0-545-41495-1
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2011-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

I was back in my own bed, still excited, when my phone dinged with a text message. It was from Heather. And the news was not good.

I HEARD H. ASKED A. TO THE DANCE AFTER SCHOOL 2DAY.

So that was why Ashley and Hamilton had been talking so seriously after gym class! My heart sank down to my toes. I took a deep breath and texted back a breezy response: GOOD. NOW I DON’T HAVE TO AVOID HIM ANYMORE!

But I didn’t feel breezy at all. I felt positively sick about it.

Chapter Seven

The next morning as Mom and I walked to the store, I didn’t feel much like talking.

I had sent Becky a simple text late last night: GOT BAD NEWS. CALL ME ASAP IN AM. Becky sometimes liked to sleep in on Saturdays, but I hoped I’d hear from her soon. But part of me was worried that I wouldn’t.

“I think you did it again, Del,” Mom was saying. “This is exactly what we need to stand out from the competition and convince the high school kids that flowers are cool.” She smiled. “Plus, all of us creating designs in the store together today is going to be a lot of fun!”

I nodded. I thought she hadn’t noticed my silence, but moms don’t seem to miss much — especially when you want them to. When we got to Fairfield Avenue, she turned to me. “Penny for your thoughts,” she said.

I shook my head. “I’m fine, Mom. Really.”

But Mom did not look convinced.

I bit my lip. How could I possibly tell my mother I was upset because the son of our competitor had asked my arch-nemesis to the school dance? I wasn’t even sure where to begin, so I just didn’t say anything.

It doesn’t matter, I told myself. I didn’t want to go with him, anyway. But still, the news smarted, like a paper cut on your finger. Just when you’ve forgotten about it, you move your hand the wrong way and it hurts just as much as when you first got it.

When we reached the store, Mom asked me to get things ready. She would do all the outgoing orders while Dad, Poppy, Aster, and Rose went to the craft store to pick up the supplies. I felt a twinge of excitement as I thought about reinventing the prom corsage. This was just what I needed to get my mind off my middle school prom woes.

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