After the talk with Olivia, I returned to class. She gave me a little smile as I walked past her to my seat.
It was a relief to know the bullies were done harassing me, but it was hard to keep my mind on what the teacher was saying when I suspected Olivia wanted to sell Wilson, Inc.
I wondered why none of the Alpha kids would speak to me even when I had to talk to them first. Their passive-aggressive ghosting didn’t hurt my feelings. It was another lesson about false friends.
Their friendship was no longer needed. I had Amy, a real friend.
Things became more difficult at lunch when some of the boys began doing elaborate stunts to invite the girls of their choosing to the prom.
One Alpha football player asked one of the popular Alpha girls by dropping balloons from the cafeteria ceilin
