迪文小说

第18部分（第3页）

“Nothing；　and　stop　calling　me　that！　And　dont　barge　into　my　room　anymore！”

“Give　me　your　sharpener　and　Im　history；”　she　said　with　her　hand　out。

I　dug　it　out　of　my　drawer　and　tossed　it　at　her；　and　sure　enough；　she　disappeared。

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But　two　seconds　later　my　mom　was　calling　for　me；　and　after　that；　well；　I　forgot　that　the　paper

was　in　my　binder。

Until　first　period　the　next　morning；　that　is。　Man！　What　was　I　supposed　to　do　with　it？　I　couldnt

get　up　and　throw　it　out；　Garrett　was　right　there。

Besides　that；　Darla　Tresslers　in　that　class；　and　I　could　tell　—　she　was　keeping　an　eye　out　for

wayward　bees。　If　she　caught　wind　of　this；　Id　be　the

one　stung。

Then　Garrett　reaches　over　to　snag　a　piece　of　paper　like　he　does　about　fourteen　times　a　day；

only　I　have　a　plete　mental　spaz　and　slam　down

on　his　hand　with　mine。

“Dude！”　he　says。　“Whats　your　problem？”

“Sorry；”　I　say；　tuning　in　to　the　fact　that　he　was　only　going　for　lined　paper；　not　newspaper。

“Dude；”　he　says　again。　“You　know　youve　been　really　spaced　lately？　Anyone　else　tell　you

that？”　He　rips　a　piece　of　paper　out　of　my　binder；　then

notices　the　edges　of　the　newspaper。　He　eyes　me；　and　before　I　can　stop　him；　he　whips　it　out。

I　pounce　on　him　and　tear　it　out　of　his　hands；　but　its　too　late。　Hes　seen　her　picture。

Before　he　can　say　a　word；　I　get　in　his　face　and　say；　“You　shut　up；　you　hear　me？　This　is　not

what　you　think。”

“Whoa；　kick　back；　will　ya？　I　wasnt　thinking　anything…。”　But　I　could　see　the　little　gears　go

click…click…click　in　his　brain。　Then　he　smirks　at　me　and

says；　“Im　sure　youve　got　a　perfectly　reasonable　explanation　for　why　youre　carrying　a　picture

of　Juli　Baker　around　with　you。”

The　way　he　said　it　scared　me。　Like　he　was　playing　with　the　idea　of　roasting　me　in　front　of　the

whole　class。　I　leaned　over　and　said；　“Zip　it；　would

you？”

The　teacher　hammered　on　us　to　be　quiet；　but　it　didnt　stop　Garrett　from　smirking　at　me　or

doing　the　double…eyebrow　wiggle　in　the　direction　of　my

binder。　After　class　Darla　tried　to　act　all　cool　and　preoccupied；　but　she　had　her　radar　up　and

pointed　our　way。　She　shadowed　me　practically　all　day；

so　there　was　no　real　window　of　opportunity　to　explain　things　to　Garrett。

What　was　I　going　to　tell　him；　anyway？　That　the　paper　was　in　my　binder　because　I　was　trying

to　hide　it　from　my　sister？　That　would　help。