Chapter 8
I’m Not Freaked Out. You’re Freaked Out.
“Have you ever felt like there was something big happening in your life but someone forgot to give you the memo? You think you’ve sort of got it half way figured out, or at least, you’re doing a good job of faking it ’til you make it, and then boom, the bottom drops out from under your feet. No? So just me then. Fantastic. Good talk.” ~Lola
“It’s been two weeks,” Lola said as she filled the parmesan cheese shakers for the tables while she, Katy and Maddie waited for the lunch rush hour to start. “Have you told your dad about your tattoo, Katy?”
Both of her friends looked at her like she was crazy.
“What?” she asked, trying to keep from grinning. She’d known Katy’s dad wouldn’t be okay with her getting a tattoo. He was a bit overprotec
