Summary
Vera Winters, the undisputed queen of Fairview High, got her period and stained her skirt.
I swapped clothes with her right away.
While I was buying her tampons, the aloof genius who’d always kept his distance suddenly spoke up.
“Got everything? Hand it over. I’ll pay.”
And my sharp-tongued childhood friend, who lived to mock me, was suddenly meek and sweet.
“You… you look really pretty today.”
I froze.
I thought they were finally seeing me.
But when I turned to thank them, both flawless boys frowned and said in unison, “Wait, you?”