Chapter 12: Secret Shoppers
The day of the writing conference all the club members are at school right on time. Ms. Schell has a clipboard to keep track of all the students, and Mr. Foxx from the library has volunteered to go with us. Twenty-two people, all loading into a school bus; thankfully, it’s winter and we won’t have to sweat it out on our journey.
Hillary and I sit together as close to the back—and as far away from Deshawn, T.K., and Keisha—as possible. Calen and another guy are sitting behind us. Calen seems like a nice kid, but I haven’t been very friendly with him because I want to avoid the “gay association.” I know that’s mean, but a girl has to look out for herself.
Hillary and I each have several responses to common writing prompts written out and folded in our pockets.
