Salad had never looked so good. Her mood was still foul from what had happened at school.Jay asked that skinny bitch right in front of her! He knew how much it would hurt her and he still did it! Jackass! She caught a glimpse of him that morning getting into his Mustang. It wasn’t just her imagination; he had definitely glanced at her bedroom window before squealing out of the driveway. He knew.Her reaction must have totally given her away.Today she’d been in no mood to sit through an hour of geometry. Staring at the back of Jennifer’s silky black hair. Wishing for the universe to pull a Freaky Friday and switch her body with the tiny junior’s. Then she would be the one kissing Jay by his Mustang for all the school to see.Luckily, Shazan had insisted Leah cut class and hit the mall for some good old-fashioned retail therapy to celebrate her slim new body.Not slim enough for Jay, though.“I need a dress that says, ‘I’m sexy, but not a slut,’ you know what I mean?” Whack, whack, whack, went Shazan’s fork.
