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Rachel’s eyes flicked to the people walking in slow motion.
She opened her mouth to speak, but Greta started again. “You
left me in the middle of nowhere because I wouldn’t sleep
with your friend.” She swallowed to steady her voice.
Priya jumped in. “Seriously, Rachel?” She made eye
contact with a few people passing by. “Can you imagine if that
gets out?” She made a cringe-y face, then winked at Greta
when they turned away. Sam looked like she wanted to leave

but didn’t quite know how, confrontation pinning her there.
Rachel’s face reddened, her eyes darting around. “Greta,
can we talk about this—”
“Whether you believe me about Dylan or not, what
happened afterward is on you. You’re the kind of person who
would abandon, even endanger, a friend because a boy told
you to. You should look at that.” ADVANCE READING COPY

Two twelfth-grade girls stopped to watch until Rachel
snapped, “Do you mind?” Then she slammed her locker shut
and tried to step around Greta.
Greta maneuvered to block her, anger moving her legs.
She wasn’t done yet. “Am I making you uncomfortable,
Rachel?” Alice shifted to Greta’s side, crossing her arms.
So cool and controlled, all blond hair and leather. Greta
envied everything about Alice in that second.
Greta continued. “And even though I think you’re the

worst kind of person, I hope it never happens to you—any
of what you and your friends put me through. Shame on
you, Rachel. Not me. You.” She’d hoisted it back on Rachel.
She wouldn’t carry it for her anymore.

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