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“What about you, uh, Gwen?” Rachel asked, really looking
at Greta for the first time. Priya shot Rachel a warning look
for fraternizing with the enemy—one of the “unspecials.”
“It’s Greta. Sorry, what?”
Rachel ignored Priya. “What are you doing for Halloween?
We’re going as the Spice Girls and need a Sporty Spice.
You’re tall and, you know, athletic.”
Greta knew she looked the part. She’d grown two inches

over the past year, and people always asked her if she played
basketball. Probably neither Rachel nor her friends wanted
to be stuck wearing sweats and runners on Halloween.
And Greta was a safe bet, being new. No embarrassing
ex-boyfriend or awkward yearbook photo to hold against her.
“I…uh…I’m not sure yet.” Actually, she had planned on
staying home with Ash and handing out Halloween candy.

Hoarding all the Snickers bars.
“You should join our group. We’re dressing up for school,
and there’s a party that night.”
Greta started to say no, but for what? To keep eating
lunch alone, checking dark corners for Ash? “Well, maybe.
I don’t think I have the right clothes though.” Definitely no
sexy workout wear in her closet.
“I can lend you something,” Rachel said. She was slim,
Asian and several inches shorter than Greta.

“Uh…”
“Come over after school tomorrow, and we’ll figure it out.”
Greta had met the whole group at Rachel’s house the
next day and ended up taking home a skin-tight tank top of

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