The Implosion Of Aggie Winchester - Plot & Excerpts
Otts handed out the prom ballots.“Okay, same drill,” he said, walking between seats. “Out of the six people on the prom court, pick one male and one female for king and queen. If you write down two people of the same sex, or if you leave one of the lines blank, your vote will be disqualified.”He dropped the prom ballot onto my desk. It was orange. It was rectangular. With two blank lines on it. The same kind of paper Sylvia had been pulling from her car last Friday.Fitz kicked my shoe. “Are you okay?” he whispered.I shook my head. I couldn’t look at him. I couldn’t speak. What the hell was going on? How had Sylvia managed to get her hands on an entire box of blank prom ballots? And more importantly—why?“Come on, Winchester,” Mr. Otts said. “Let’s do this. I need your vote.”I scratched two ‘X’s onto the paper and dropped it into the bag. Mr. Otts moved on, weaving in and out of seats, collecting strips of orange paper.I put my head in my hands and tried to breathe normally.
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