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here if it wasn’t for charity. She’s a charity case.”

“CC,” Arabella giggled with cruel delight. “I think it suits. It’s better than

June. Your parents were so stupid they couldn’t come up with a better

name? Had to pick the month you were born in?”

June hadn’t been born in June, but there was no way she was rising to

that taunt.

Arabella’s eyes swept over June, so cold and spiteful that she shivered

despite her resolve to stand there, her body totally rigid. “You’re probably

the same size as my little sister. She’s in eighth grade and still looks like a

boy. When she cleans out her closet, I’ll make sure you get her rejects. You

could use them. I’m nice like that, you know. Always looking out for other

people.”

Even if Arabella had been nice and offered something like that for real,

June would rather have walked over hot coals than accept. She and Summer

weren’t even close to the same size—June wasn’t curvy and gorgeous like

Summer was—but if they we

re, she wouldn’t share her clothes either. She’d

feel weird doing something like that. She was so sure everyone would

know, because she couldn’t afford designer brands and trendy crap.

“Here.” Arabella wound up, and before June knew what was happening,

her textbook, which probably weighed at least twenty freaking pounds,

came flying at her head.

She wasn’t athletic in her best moments, and even though she ducked,

she was too slow. The book caught her on the lower half of her face. It felt

like someone had thrown a water balloon at her, except the bursting balloon

was filled with pain, not water, and that wet stuff trickling down her face?

She was so shocked she just stood there while her body vibrated with pain.

Finally, she realized she should raise her hand. When her fingers came away

red, her head started to spin. A dull roar erupted between her ears.

“Oh shit,” Savannah whispered.

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