Page 32 of Hate Notes


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I was not like the other girls.

Afterward, when I made my way to Mrs. Geigen’s classroom, I checked the text Topher sent. It was a goofy picture, taken at Mary’s diner. I recognized a couple of the employees in the background, as well as the retro black and white checked floor and red vinyl booths.

He was hunched over, eyes crossed, lips in a duck-like pucker with a straw wedged between his nose and his upper lip.

Jerkwad:On a scale from 1 to 10, how hot am I?

I pursed my lips. I wasn’t sure which was more annoying, his being playful—something I hadn’t expected—or the fact that despite the dumb look on his face, he still looked cute.

I debated ignoring him, but instead, I found myself grinning as I typed.

Me:In this pic? Like a 9 for sure.

Jerkwad:9?

Me:At least.

Jerkwad:That’s pretty good. And normally?

I rolled my eyes. Just what I expected. When you’re as beautiful as Topher Elliot, you like being reminded. He couldn’t be more predictable if he tried.

Me:Eh, like a 4.

Jerkwad:A 4?! You wound.

Me:Honesty is always the best policy.

Jerkwad:So, I look better as a cross-eyedQuasimodo, with duck lips. Noted.

Grinning, I started to put my phone back in my pocket when my phone chimed again.

I checked it, though I told myself I wouldn’t.

Jerkwad:Don’t I get a pic of you? Come on, send me your best.

My stomach sank to my knees. I should’ve known this was coming, and even if I evaded this time, there would be a next.

Thinking on my toes, I quickly sent a GIPHY of a witch with green skin and a long nose.

Jerkwad:HOT! 10 out of 10.

Jerkwad:Now,where’s the real pic.

I chewed on my lip a moment before I thought up a response.

Me:Good things come to those who wait . . .

Jerkwad:Dang, Abe Lincoln. Okay.

With a smile, I shoved my phone back in my pocket and shook my head.

Chapter 12

TOPHER

ItwasFridaynight,andIlaidawakeinbed,hairdampfromtheshower,muscleslikeJell-Ofrompractice.

I never stayed home on a Friday night. Ever. But after my tutor sessions with Ewe, my irritation with my friends, Ms. Stone, my texts with Julie, and my offer from Bucknell, I was spent.

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