Thursday after getting home from school, and into the night, Zoe tried to distract herself. She proofread that assignment for Monday, which would leave her weekend free (free to do absolutely nothing in, she thought bitterly). She watched some TV with Hope. She went over and over the argument in her head.
Mostly the comment they called me E-laid stuck in her head, and Zoe couldn’t stop imagining how horrible that must have been. There were other things that came out of the blue though, like you think I’m a liar. Where did that come from? Zoe had been suspicious of her, yeah, but she’d never accused her of being a liar.
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Mostly the comment they called me E-laid stuck in her head, and Zoe couldn’t stop imagining how horrible that must have been. There were other things that came out of the blue though, like you think I’m a liar. Where did that come from? Zoe had been suspicious of her, yeah, but she’d never accused her of being a liar.
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