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on
him。”
“What？” I took a step back。 “Who told you that？ I am not！”
“Someone said they saw you with a whole wad of cash this morning。 How much do you
have？”
“It's … it's none of your business。 And I'm not bidding； okay？ I …I don't even like him
anymore。”
She laughed； “Oh； that'll be the day！”
“It's true。” I slammed my locker closed。 “Go ahead and waste your money on him。 I don't
care。”
I left her there with her mouth open； which felt even better than getting her in a headlock。
That feeling carried me clear through to eleven o'clock； when the entire student body
assembled in the gymnasium。 I was not going to bid on
Bryce Loski。 No way！
Then the basket boys came out on the stage。 Bryce looked so adorable holding a picnic
basket with red…and…white…checked napkins peeking out
from either side； and the thought of Shelly Stalls flipping one of those napkins into her lap
nearly made the bills in my pocket burst into flames。
Darla came up behind me and whispered； “Rumor is you've got a wad of cash。 Is that true？”
“What？ No！ I mean； yes； but I … I'm not bidding。”
“Oooo； girl； look at you。 You feelin' all right？”
I wasn't。 I felt sick to my stomach and shaky in the knees。 “I'm fine；” I told her。 “Fine。”
She looked from me to the stage and back to me。 “You got nothin' to lose but your self…
respect。”
“Stop it！” I whisper
