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SecretFriday afternoon, the school bus stinks of hormone sweat and the excited buzz of the Blue Light Disco in town. The two girls sitting in front of Cassie describe the dresses they might wear and settle on both wearing strapless numbers they bought when they went shopping together.
‘We’ll match but look different,’ they agree. They sit facing each other, heads bowed together.
Patricia, her messy perm falling over her eyes, says, ‘Do you think Paulo will come?’
‘Yes!’ Trina exclaims, her hand spread across her chest in a dramatic soap opera gesture. ‘He said he was going to ask you to dance. He’ll be there.’
Patricia shrugs, looking both shy and triumphant. She grins and the girls lean in closer whispering something Cassie can’t hear. They fall into giggles and Trina notices
