a) likes to smear white clown makeup all over your face and watch the boys in their teeny-tiny gym shorts run laps? b) likes to lean against the true-to-scale replica of Carey High School you constructed soley out of balsa wood and dippity-do?
c) had a run-in with the po-po after dropping mesc at that chick concert?
d) the one whose sister is dead.
Since this is a YA novel, I think you know the answer to that one.
3 comments:
that's not Carey HS....THIS is Carey!
OMG Laura - did you have to dredge up memories of that cold, wretched place! I prefer to idealize it as a classical structure made of balsa wood and dippity-do.
C'mon, tell me you don't miss those yellow brickfaced halls!
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