My stomach twisted.
But for once, I didn’t change my answer.
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“I still can’t come.”
I hung up before I lost my nerve.
At 5:52, I walked into the school auditorium.
The lights were already dimming.
I slipped into a seat near the back and searched the stage.
There she was.
Tessa stood in the second row wearing a white choir blouse.
Without the beanie, her new haircut looked even shorter under the stage lights.
But that wasn’t what caught my attention.
It was the girl beside her.
June Alvarez.
I knew June’s name.
Tessa
They had become friends earlier that year.
June’s hair had always been long and dark.
Now it was cropped almost exactly like Tessa’s.
My heartbeat slowed.
Something was wrong.
After the first song, the choir director moved toward the microphone.
“As many of you know, before each performance, a few students are invited to recognize someone who made a difference to them this semester.”
Tessa stepped forward.
I sat straighter.
Her hands were shaking.
She looked smaller than usual standing alone under the bright lights.
“My friend June didn’t want me to say anything,” she began.
June immediately covered her face.
A few people laughed softly, but Tessa didn’t.
“Some girls at school have been bothering her for a while.”
The room became quiet.
I felt my fingers close around the note inside my purse.
Tessa continued.
“Last week, they put gum in her
