She scrubbed her hands in the washtub and looked over her work. She had transplanted 500 marigold plugs into larger pots and watered them in. "Wow. I could do this forever."A voice came from the potting room. "No reason why you can't."Spaz snorted. "There's every reason."Ollie walked out of the potting room carrying another flat of flowers. "Nonsense, Evie."Spaz rolled her shoulders as if to rid herself of Ollie's words. "It's not nonsense, and don't call me that.""Okay, is Evelyn better?"Spaz shuddered. "God, no!""Then I will call you Evie. Spaz is a disgusting name."Spaz thought. She looked at Ollie. "The rest of those idiots will make fun of me.""Then they will answer to me."Spaz pouted. "I like Spaz."Ollie put an arm around Spaz and hugged her. "Well, I like Spaz too."Spaz panicked. She shuddered and ducked. Crossing her arms and rubbing the goose bumps that rose on her flesh. She back away from Ollie, eyes squeezed shut. She forced her hands to her sides and stood with her fists clenched by her side.
