Head Over Heels by Ryan Nerz
September 3: Uncle Sam’s Birthday
So, the first day of school is a good time to start a new diary, right? At least, I thought so last night when I bought this book—back when I actuallythought things would be different this year. I was convinced that after myrecent leap up the high school
to Junior with Popular Boyfriend status, not to mention my summer-long fitness/tanning campaign, I would nolonger be Invisible Girl. And somehow I guess I thought that me being different would make everything else different, too.Okay, yeah, so that was a little
. After one day back at Columbus High, I can say that nothing’s changed much at all. The
stick with the preps, the hoods with the hoods. Doe-eyed freshmen
around in packs,holding their books with both hands to avoid having them dumped.
seniors pretend they’re having more fun than the rest of us. In classes,teachers make us say our names out loud and something about ourselves.The
of hallway conversation overheard are as
as ever —“Yo, I’m bagging fifth period,” or “Did you see what Sara/Macy/Gina/whoever is actually wearing today?”Only one thing’s different—Luke Barton. The new kid. He’s fromCalifornia. I got press clippings about him all day. In homeroom, JennyCassell, a tireless socialite who has sat
to me in homeroom since seventh grade, drew an audience with her description: “He’s this totally hot skateboarding, movie-star type with a reddish-blond afro and Salvation Army style, with expensive sneakers and jeans that are perfectly worn in.
· chain of command
. popular people; one who hangs out with the "popular" crowd
. move about aimlessly or without any destination
. a small piece of anything
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