shadow。
Everything blew over at the one…week mark; though; when Shelly officially dumped me and
started going out with Kyle Larsen。 Then Juli started
up with the goo…goo eyes again; and I was back to square one。
Now; in sixth grade things changed; though whether they improved is hard to say。 I dont
remember Juli actually chasing me in the sixth grade。 But
I do remember her sniffing me。
Yes; my friend; I said sniffing。
And you can blame that on our teacher; Mr。 Mertins。 He stuck Juli to me like glue。 Mr。
Mertins has got some kind of doctorate in seating
arrangements or something; because he analyzed and scrutinized and practically baptized
the seats we had to sit in。 And of course he decided to
seat Juli right next to me。
Juli Baker is the kind of annoying person who makes a point of letting you know shes smart。
Her hand is the first one up; her answers are usually
plete dissertations; her projects are always turned in early and used as weapons against
the rest of the class。 Teachers always have to hold
her project up and say; “This is what Im looking for; class。 This is an example of A…plus
work。” Add all the extra credit she does to an already
perfect score; and I swear shes never gotten less than 120 percent in any subject。
But after Mr。 Mertins stuck Juli right next to me; her annoying knowledge of all subjects far
and wide came in handy。 See; suddenly Julis perfect
answers; written in perfect cursive; were right across the aisle; just an eye…shot away。 You
wouldnt believe the number of answers I snagged from
her。 I started getting As and Bs on everything! It was great!
But then Mr。 Mertins pulled the shift。 He had some new idea for “optimizing positional latitude
and longitude;” and when the dust finally settled; I
was sitting right in front of Juli Baker。
This is where the sniffing es in。 That maniac started leaning forward and sniffing my hair。
Shed edge her nose practically up to my scalp and
sniff…sniff…sniff。
I tried elbowing and back…kicking。 I tried scooting my chair way forward or putting my
backpack between me and the seat。 Nothing helped。 Shed