You Wish by Mandy Hubbard

Author:Mandy Hubbard [Hubbard, Mandy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Penguin Group
Published: 2010-07-26T05:00:00+00:00

21

WHEN NICOLE walks up to me the next day at school, all I can do is stare at her. Even from a few dozen feet away, I can tell she’s wearing darker mascara than usual, and the edges of her eyes have an obvious smudge of eyeliner. Her hair is curled yet again, and today she’s got on a—dare I say it—cute destroyed-denim mini, plus a black V-neck with a lacy blue camisole underneath. She’s got on a pair of boots, too, different ones than she wore last week. They’re black, with adorable little straps that zigzag all over the toe.

Last year she dressed more like me, in lots of hoodies and jeans, and she almost always wore Converse. I mean, it’s not like I expected her to consult with me before she went back-to-school shopping, but it’s just kind of . . . weird. To see her transform right in front of me and to have her not even say anything or make a big deal of it.

I’ve been sitting on one of the weird carpeted cube-like benches in the hall, flipping through my bio book. There’s a quiz tomorrow and I can’t seem to absorb anything in this chapter.

It probably has to do with the fact that I’m trying to hunch over and hide my giant boobs. Crossing my arms is out—it actually makes them look bigger. Smooshes them together. Not a good idea.

I spent fifteen minutes this morning with Ann, trying out the Ace bandage idea. It didn’t really work. I mean, it basically added a few layers to my already-oversized chest, so it essentially just made them bigger. I gave up and went with the sports bra.

So now I just keep sitting cross-legged, kind of leaned over my book, hoping no one notices. I see Janae walking down the hall, and I hunch further. I’m hyper-aware of everyone around me, totally convinced every one of them have taken note of my magically enhanced assets.

“Hey,” Nicole says, plunking down next to me. She has a new purse, too. It’s gigantically oversized, sea-foam-green leather with a bunch of extra buckles. Who is this girl and what did she do with my totally untrendy BFF?

“Hi,” I say, sighing as I snap the book shut. “I can’t figure this out.”

“Really? Do you need help?” Nicole is amazingly smart, probably because she spent her formative years indoors reading books thanks to a bevy of acne meds that caused sensitivity to sunlight.

I widen my eyes and throw myself at her feet. “Si. Si. Si . . . ”

I stop when I realize I’m answering her in Italian. “I mean, yes. Yes. Yes. Yes, a million times yes.”

Nicole giggles and pulls me back onto the bench next to her. Her eyes dart around for a second.

Is she embarrassed by me?

She’s never done that before. She’s never cared about my outrageous antics, never minded my dorkiness. It stings a little, but I push it aside. I’m probably being paranoid.

“Cool. When do you want to come over?” she says, digging through her bag and producing a pack of gum.

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