Marcie
“You seem to be in a good mood lately,” Dana says. “Anything in particular inspiring that?”
I blink. “Am I? I hadn’t noticed.”
A lie, and a stupid one. I’ve kind of been walking on air since getting together with Ben, though I don’t know whether that’s about Ben himself or what he said. I’ve just been focusing on being Marcie–without the pressure of having been Lily–and it’s seriously freeing. I don’t spend all my time worrying about what people think about me. I wear what I want because I want to. I even told Heather to forget about the blood—because I claimed Dana said forensic testing wasn’t acceptance—but promised to go to the games with her anyway. Being surrounded by people is a lot more fun when I don’t spend the whole time wondering if they can tell I’m crazy.
Dana flips
