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Today, her hair is dyed red at the ends. Her eye makeup is more dramatic with wings at the tips and heavy mascara.
“I don’t recall inviting you to sit beside me,” I grumble.
“Free country,” she says with a smirk. Kicking up her feet on the chair in front of her, she settles in.
“Fine.” I get up and gather my books. “I’ll move.”
“Don’t be like that, Donna.”
“It’s Dee-jon-ae,” I bite out.
“Right. That’s what I said.”
With a roll of my eyes, I snap my backpack across my shoulder and storm to another row. Everyone in the lecture hall watches me like I’m some kind of animal in a zoo.
I grit my teeth. How do celebrities live like this? I’ve been semi-famous for less than forty-eight hours and I’m already sick of it.
Thankfully, Taylor doesn’t follow me to my new seat. The rest of the class seems content to stare and whisper from a distance.
I set my headphones over my ears to tune them out and then I text Yaya.
Dejonae: When are you coming home for a visit? I need you.
Then I text Hadyn.
Dejonae: Is everything okay with Vanya? She hasn’t been replying to my texts.
The door springs open and Mr. Howel enters briskly.
“Hello, class,” he says with a frown. His eyes flit to me and he zooms in. “Miss Williams.”
“Sir.” I sit up straight, thinking he’s going to scold me for being on my phone.
“How are you today? Feeling well?”
“Uh… I’m okay.”
His face shifts and he laughs loudly. “Wonderful.Wonderful!” He sets his books on the edge of the piano. “Mr. Sazuki didn’t… say anything about me, did he? He’s supposed to let me know when we can meet for a performance session.”
I squirm. “No, he didn’t say anything.”
“No problem at all. Let him know that I’m available any time.” Howel makes a telephone gesture and clicks his tongue. “When his schedule allows, of course.”
I sink into my seat as the lesson begins.
Everyone is staring and whispering all over again.
Why thehelldid Sazuki have to show up at my school and make such a big splash? Now I’m marked for life.
My phone buzzes.
Yaya: I don’t think I’ll be able to come home, Didi.
Yaya: Is something wrong?
Where do I begin?
My cheating ex-boyfriend is now my co-worker.
