Chapter 13
“Wha—I—Yeah, yeah, Mrs. Gable. Dress for Less.”
She rolled her eyes. “I was asking how school is going so far this year.” Sometimes I was struck by how similar we looked. Her hair was longer than mine, and tidier, and her skin was a little more tanned—but there was no denying the similarities in our eyes.
“Oh. Well. I mean—you know—it’s TY, so—”
“TY is a piss-take, I won’t argue that. But school, Alex…just because your friends aren’t going—”
“You know that it’s not Con’s fault TY is shit! Even if we weren’t friends I—”