Chapter 17
Hygiene MattersIce dropped by the next day, took one look at Amy trying to hide her block of wood, then burst into such a fit of giggles that Amy thought she was going to wet herself. Amy didn’t care so much about Ice’s personal hygiene, but she only had one place to sit in her room, and that was on the bed, sooooooo I rather think I do have a say in this hygiene matter, okay?
Ice was not her real name, but she had never said what her real name was. Everyone called her Ice, and Amy thought that it was perfect. She was so very, very pale; not albino, as she had blue eyes, but her hair was white, and she liked to wear white with a touch of blue. If she had been fat, her friends would have called her glacier, or if she were tall and thin, then she would have been called icicle, b
