Chapter 4

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"Why isn't Ali here?" I asked them

"She said she has homework" Barbara answered

"We've been in school for three days, how much homework could she possibly have?" Susan said

"We always do our homework after pizza anyway, she could've came"

"Just don't think about her" Barbara said

"I can't believe she isn't here"

"Jackie it's no big deal" Susan told me

"Yes it is. I want her to still be my friend"

"She is your friend"

"Barely. We're barely friends"

"Yes you are, it's just weird for her"

"So because they broke up, I lost a friend"

"Jackie C'mon she is your friend. Give her some time"

"Fine"

"So you still haven't seen your friend from dance camp?"

"No, not once. I'm starting to think maybe she got the schools messed up. Maybe she's at East valley high or something"

"There isn't a East Valley" Barbara stated

"I know, I was being sarcastic"

"That wasn't clear" she said

"Barbara leave her sarcasm alone, we're supposed to be coming up with a plan" Susan said

"I told you I don't need a plan"

"Hon yes you do"

"I do not, I can do it myself"

"Let's just try our way and then if you don't like it then you can do it your way"

"What is your way?" I asked

"We are gonna pick you out a guy and you just have to go up to them and talk to them"

"Then you ask them out"

"I have to ask them out?"

"Yeah why not?"

"Because I can't do that"

"Yes you can"

"No I can't, could you braid any tighter" I said holding the back of my head. I was braiding Barbara's hair and Susan was mine

"Sorry"

"Susan, who were you leaning towards for her to talk to?"

"I don't know, I was thinking of one of the lacrosse players. What about you?"

"I was thinking of Chad Thompson"

"Who's that?" I asked

"He's the president of the robotics club"

"Robotics??" Me and Susan scoffed

"Total snore. She needs someone cool and interesting" Susan explained

"He is interesting. He's better than one of those lacrosse guys you were talking about, they're such players" Barbara said in response

"Not Patrick Dempsey, he's so nice"

They keep going back and forth and I just let them because I wasn't that interested in who they were talking about. I found some fluffy, pink scrunchies and put the bottom of my braids into buns. I walked into my closet and started picking out my clothes for the morning, when my door swung open. Jimmy and dutch were standing in my doorway

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