CHAPTER 5
The Prince & The Hero
gave Blue and SJ an earful that afternoon, sparing no expense in telling them that while they had both had wonderful Saturdays I had been stuck with the most obnoxious boy in the history of time.
My re-telling of the story was very theatrical and not lacking in colorful adjectives, so the two of them were thoroughly entertained as we readied ourselves for that evening’s ball.
“He was so smug-looking I just wanted to smush his face,” I continued as I searched my desk drawers for some kind of necklace to match the dress I would be wearing tonight.
“Smash,” SJ corrected as she fastened the straps on her shoes.
“What?”
“‘Smush’ is not a word. You mean you wanted to ‘smash’ his face.”
I rolled my eyes. “SJ, I’m in the middle of a rant here. Focus, please.
