LILA
The school lunchroom was noisy with bright lights buzzing above. Leah and I got a good table by the window so we could watch people. I was laughing because of what Leah had said happened last Thanksgiving in Blackridge and as I tried to chew on my hamburger. I felt something wet descend on me.
Orange juice.
How nice.
When I looked up. Madison was standing there with her immaculately manicured fingers hanging from an empty cup. Her fake innocence was a masterful expression.
“I'm so sorry, Lila. I completely didn't see you there. Oh my god.”
Yes. Since I am invisible and maybe smaller than an ant.
Leah's eyes instantly narrowed. Both of us understood that this was no mere mishap. Since the beginning of the whole Ryder-is my- boyfriend controversy, Madison had been giving me
