This winter, the cold really settled in after the first snow. I walked to school in my worn-out gray coat, my face mostly hidden by a gray-blue scarf. The whole point of my outfit was to blend into the background, especially when surrounded by the ever-glamorous Adams brothers.
Guys who stand out too much always stir up trouble, and the women around them are the first ones to suffer.
So, when Daisy stopped me in the hallway, I knew this day was inevitable. She'd already made her disdain clear through Tommy, and she never tried to hide it. Every time we crossed paths, she'd roll her eyes so dramatically you'd think they might get stuck in the back of her head.
To me, it felt like nothing more than a bad comedy show.
"Hey, Nora. I heard you're applying for a scholarship?" She crossed her
