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LostPhoebe: just for a quick run GranolaGrrl: I bet they’re polluted anyway GranolaGrrl: all those years of combustion powerboats cruising the Mediterranean PrincessCesca: ignore enviro-freak PrincessCesca: dish on the guy scene GranolaGrrl: LostPhoebe: well there are a couple of really cute guys GranolaGrrl: I resent being labeled an enviro-freak PrincessCesca: which one is taking you to homecoming? GranolaGrrl: I prefer to be called environmentally active LostPhoebe: I don’t think they have a homecoming LostPhoebe: besides, one of them already hates me GranolaGrrl: hate is the mirror of love PrincessCesca: what about the other guy? I pause, thinking about Troy. He’s cute. And nice. And a good friend. And nice. And thoughtful. And nice. Sigh. Nice is not necessarily boyfriend material. Not even crush material. At least not for me. LostPhoebe: Troy is just a friend GranolaGrrl: boy friends make the best boyfriends PrincessCesca: what about the other? LostPhoebe: the one that hates me? GranolaGrrl: he doesn’t hate you PrincessCesca: yes, him 116
What can I say about Griffin Blake? That he zapped my shoelaces together? Oops, can’t reveal the whole secret-island-of-the-Greek-gods thing. That he makes Orlando look like a Troll? Nope, that would give away too much of my unwanted interest in him—why do I always crush on jerks? That I’ve been commissioned by my evil stepsister to break up him and his girlfriend? Stella is the last thing I want to chat about. Besides, that leads me down the path of thoughts about my real reason for accepting her deal—something to do with how my heart pounds like a bongo every time I see him—and those are thoughts best left unexplored. Somehow, none of these seem appropriate. LostPhoebe: nothing to tell LostPhoebe: promise PrincessCesca: you only promise when ur keeping a secret GranolaGrrl: we should respect her privacy PrincessCesca: for crying out loud PrincessCesca: don’t you want to know about the guy our best friend is crushing on? GranolaGrrl: of course, but that doesn’t mean we have to pry LostPhoebe: I’m not crushing on him PrincessCesca: yes it does PrincessCesca: that’s exactly what it means GranolaGrrl: she has a right to her privacy PrincessCesca: she has to tell us, we’re her best friends LostPhoebe: stop!!! 117
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Tera Lynn Childs DUT TON CHILDREN
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DUTTON CHILDREN’S BOOKS A divisio
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CH A P TE R WHEN I’M RUNNING I ca
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“Congratulations, Phoebe,” he s
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excitement. “The wedding will be
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Mom gives me an of-course-not look.
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“I don’t know,” Nola says.
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just right—and it’s not like I
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line at LAX security was so long I
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many miles away, the lacy iron stru
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Then, with no consideration for my
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lissville and not even caring what
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think about it, I’m off the train
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in exhaustion and watching the wave
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guy who keeps his speech squeaky cl
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And while I might doubt her judgmen
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tie—my first clue that he’s a l
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around. “We descendants are more
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defines their world in terms of ‘
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I grab my backpack off the ground a
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Stella laughs at me and pops one in
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I don’t plan on eating anything t
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major changes in our lives. I didn
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Is that all? “Fine,” I say, sou
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I click send and log off. Bed is ca
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water on my face in the bathroom, l
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high cheekbones. His lips are full
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that time have been technological m
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Reaching up, I finger the glass in
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Clearly, Stella is not high on her
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one year than I’ve read in my ent
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is a lot more appealing as a mentor
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Some of the girls are in sundresses
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Page 79 and 80: Nicole points at Troy. “Travatas
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Page 83 and 84: He looks right at me. There are at
Page 85 and 86: I cheer, too. After all the embarra
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Page 89 and 90: would know it. I’m only amusing m
Page 91 and 92: The sounds of footsteps and heavy b
Page 93 and 94: I wave my hand back over my shoulde
Page 95 and 96: ice on Coach Lenny’s head. A grou
Page 97 and 98: “Everyone, may I have your attent
Page 99 and 100: “Damian told me the cross-country
Page 101 and 102: “Of course,” she says with that
Page 103 and 104: eight homework problems are going t
Page 105 and 106: He points to the chair in front of
Page 107 and 108: “Son of a—” “Something wron
Page 109 and 110: TrojanTiger: just wanted to check i
Page 111 and 112: To my total shock, Damian laughs ou
Page 113 and 114: Coach Lenny starts scribbling on th
Page 115 and 116: I gasp. At first I think she must n
Page 117 and 118: perate. She pauses in the doorway,
Page 119 and 120: “You will if you want to get back
Page 121 and 122: “Mmnff,” I grumble and settle b
Page 123: “You can’t run and do schoolwor
Page 127 and 128: I sign off, sad to be so far away f
Page 129 and 130: can do. But—and this is a big but
Page 131 and 132: “That’s ridiculous,” Troy say
Page 133 and 134: gesturing at the airplane and indic
Page 135 and 136: much as I do—has to have a pure h
Page 137 and 138: Bat, bat, bat. Biting my lip, I try
Page 139 and 140: going to eat some of the questionab
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Page 145 and 146: “Thank—” “Well, well, well,
Page 147 and 148: Everyone turns to stare at her as s
Page 149 and 150: you’ll find a way.” I lay a rea
Page 151 and 152: proving. He points at me. The sand
Page 153 and 154: Who wouldn’t stare at a girl on h
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Page 159 and 160: accept responsibility for his actio
Page 161 and 162: “Right,” he says, his eyes snap
Page 163 and 164: “No, really, that’s not nec—
Page 165 and 166: He nods once. “How many of you ar
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LostPhoebe: um, not anymore Princes
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While everyone moves to a machine,
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friendly advice when suddenly her a
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fifty years in a day.” Then, purs
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though I didn’t mean to do it, it
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he said, We can easily forgive a ch
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Somehow that’s more appropriate f
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teau and any day now I’m going to
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From the corner of my eye I see the
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Griffin adds, “I’ll make sure s
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“Fine.” I turn off the track, h
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“Oh really?” I ask, trying for
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He makes no indication he even hear
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announcement wouldn’t be made unt
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stay focused on my goal. I can’t
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“Don’t be ridiculous, Mom,” I
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ecause she doesn’t have a blog. B
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When she and Damian make no move to
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“You’re right,” I say. “The
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“Is everything all right?” she
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“Tell them what?” he asks. cian
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I manage to steer clear of Stella u
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take a calming breath. I’ve decid
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coveted trophy at their school for
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“Hey, how is my being part of tha
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fall for his lies. He could be maki
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“Whatever.” I roll my eyes. But
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“We’ve got another mile left on
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“What are you doing with him?”
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what happened to his parents. Wrapp
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He’s such a good friend I know he
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I’m on my way through the door wh
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a quick glance around to see if any
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I wish I could know what Jackie is
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The finish line is closing in, so I
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know Nola and Cesca from anyone, bu
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Damian, following us across the law
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When I glance back he’s still the
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stand what he’s saying. It’s li
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“What rules?” I stare at him, f
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side of the desk and leaning her hi
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“This is the other reason, beside
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“Really,” I say. “Everyone at
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ger. You scare me.” When I act ap
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going to USC next year. Parsons acc
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“I figured I’d find you here.
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“I didn’t mean to try to cheat,
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ity, leaning into his shoulder, “
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deserve a little good-natured retri
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THANK YOU . . . . . . Sarah Shumway
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