Josie Griffin Is Not A Vampire (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
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 buttoned up to my chin and a skirt down below my knees. I had my nose ring out and my hair (its natural dingy blondish-brown again) pulled into a low ponytail, exposing the dots of sweat lining my forehead. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of glancing his way, though. I was sure he was all slicked out in a jacket and tie like some young Republican. Jerk. He has a fake ID and steals stupid things like potato chips and beef jerky and regularly buys pot from a guy in an ice-cream truck, I wanted to yell. And he should be slapped for how terrible he kisses! But of course, I didn’t say any of that because my lawyer had warned me to be docile as a doorknob that day. The judge glanced through her notes one last time, then she removed her glasses and stared at me.
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