In the middle of collecting her trusty backpack from Jenna’s bedroom, she felt a tender hand on her shoulder, and she knew Jenna would be standing behind her, offering her yet another token of strength and support. Jenna was pretty amazing that way. “Do you want me to go with you?” Jenna asked. W...
By the time lunch rolled around, Cassidy had given up on trying to pay attention to her classes, friends, or even the music pouring through her earphones. She sat at her usual table, surrounded by the usual friends—cheerleaders, a few other A-list chicks who shared as close to her status as they ...
