Circle the Soul Softly
Chapter One
Michael takes the U-turn after the light clicks to red, screeching the tires and almost hitting some old woman in a jeep. He flips her off, leans over, and shows me his Dumb Jock face. We screech again as we almost miss the second turn. Every single person in every single car in the carpool line glares. I scrunch down in the seat and remember why I hate my brother.
"This is it?"
Michael has stopped in the middle of the street. Now everyone on the sidewalk is staring too.
"Move the car, butthead."
"Do you know how much this place costs?"
"What do you care -- you're not paying." Just breathe, Katie, breathe. Finally he moves, drives, parks. This is definitely not how I visualized my first day at a new school.
"Skates, are you sure you want to go here?"
"Do not call me ‘Skates.'" I grab my schedule and get out. If it wouldn't get more stares, I'd slam the door.
"Let me walk you. I want to see the rich kids."
"Hey -- better idea -- go die somewhere, okay?"
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