They All Had A Grudge by Michele Leathers EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Michele Leathers
- Language: English
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The noise inside Capital High’s cafeteria hovered near its typical dull roar
setting. A group of girls passed by my former friend, Layla, eyeballing her
and whispering to one another. They gave her an exaggeratedly wide berth,
like she had some horrible infectious plague that might leap onto them if they
got too close. I had my own reasons to hate Layla. Most everyone else at
school hated her indirectly — because of what her brother Lane had done.
Dottie and William sat across from me eating their lunches like it was
just any other normal day. To my left, where Paxton should have been, there
was an empty seat. Was this what moving on with our lives without her was
going to look like? Whatever this weird make-believe normalcy act was, it
didn’t feel right. I was pretty sure that under the facade, both Dottie and
William felt the same as I did, but none of us knew what to do about it or
how we were supposed to act.
I slowly panned from left to right, taking in the entire cafeteria. A
sense of loss smothered every inch of this place like a dark haze. Everybody
felt it. Even the leafless trees peeking in through the windows seemed to be in
My eyes shifted to Layla again. Her long blonde hair cascaded down
in front of her bony shoulders. Her sweater matched the same shade of purple
as her Michael Kors purse. A container of fat free yogurt and a can of Diet
Pepsi sat on the table in front of her, though she wasn’t touching either of
them. Instead of eating she was reading a book.
I wondered if she was actually able to ignore all the judgmental stares,
snide remarks, and insults being hurled at her from literally every direction,
or if she was just too proud to let us see how much it bothered her.
“Kye,” William said. “You’re staring at her again. Do you realize
that?” His hand nudged my arm.
I wasn’t staring, I thought to myself. I was just noticing.
Dottie scowled in Layla’s general direction. She had never liked
Layla. Even when we used to all hang out together, on the best of days Dottie
merely tolerated Layla.
William ripped open a collection of ketchup packets, one after
another, carefully squeezing the contents of each onto a napkin. “Don’t you
guys feel kinda bad about not hanging out with her anymore,” he asked, at
last dipping a french fry into his sizable ketchup mound. “Did we do the right
Dottie almost choked on one of her grapes. “Are you serious? Of
course we did.”
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