Why oh why did I trust Ari and Mercedes when they said that a long, handmade tunic and deerskin boots would be cool in a place like New York City? Even the weird girls who wear fake wings over their strappy tank tops and flouncy skirts are looking at me like I’m the freak! I wish I could be like ...
The judge looked down her nose, over the rims of her small rectangular glasses. I popped up from my seat and sent my chair clattering backward. “Yes, Your Honor,” I said as sweetly and innocently as I could muster. Kevin must have been laughing his butt off, seeing me like this. A flowery blouse ...
It’s first period on the Wednesday before Thanksgiving break, and nearly all of the students from the Brooklyn Academy for Performing Arts High School pack the rows of red velvet seats. Excited voices bounce off the high blue and gold ceiling that looks as if the first evening stars are peering d...