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Chapters (93)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. One
  4. Two
  5. Three
  6. Four
  7. Five
  8. Six
  9. Seven
  10. Eight
  11. Nine
  12. Ten
  13. Eleven
  14. Twelve
  15. Thirteen
  16. Fourteen
  17. Fifteen
  18. Sixteen
  19. Seventeen
  20. Eighteen
  21. Nineteen
  22. Twenty
  23. Twenty-One
  24. Twenty-Two
  25. Twenty-Three
  26. Twenty-Four
  27. Twenty-Five
  28. Twenty-Six
  29. Twenty-Seven
  30. Twenty-Eight
  31. Twenty-Nine
  32. Thirty
  33. Thirty-One
  34. Thirty-Two
  35. Thirty-Three
  36. Thirty-Four
  37. Thirty-Five
  38. Thirty-Six
  39. Thirty-Seven
  40. Thirty-Eight
  41. Thirty-Nine
  42. Forty
  43. Forty-One
  44. Forty-Two
  45. Forty-Three
  46. Forty-Four
  47. Forty-Five
  48. Forty-Six
  49. Forty-Seven
  50. Forty-Eight
  51. Forty-Nine
  52. Fifty
  53. Fifty-One
  54. Fifty-Two
  55. Fifty-Three
  56. Fifty-Four
  57. Fifty-Five
  58. Fifty-Six
  59. Fifty-Seven
  60. Fifty-Eight
  61. Fifty-Nine
  62. Sixty
  63. Sixty-One
  64. Sixty-Two
  65. Sixty-Three
  66. Sixty-Four
  67. Sixty-Five
  68. Sixty-Six
  69. Sixty-Seven
  70. Sixty-Eight
  71. Sixty-Nine
  72. Seventy
  73. Seventy-One
  74. Seventy-Two
  75. Seventy-Three
  76. Seventy-Four
  77. Seventy-Five
  78. Seventy-Six
  79. Seventy-Seven
  80. Seventy-Eight
  81. Seventy-Nine
  82. Eighty
  83. Eighty-One
  84. Eighty-Two
  85. Eighty-Three
  86. Eighty-Four
  87. Eighty-Five
  88. Author’s Note
  89. Acknowledgments
  90. About the Author
  91. Books by Kelly Yang
  92. Back Ad
  93. About the Publisher

I’m pleased to report that your test results are sufficiently high to gain admission into English III. We are pleased to offer you a spot in Mrs. Wallace’s class (period 3, room 412). You may start on Monday.

Stacey Webber

For and on behalf of

Headmistress Joanna Mandalay

I stare at the email, feeling a rush of pride. I show the email to Jess, who throws her arms around me.

“Congratulations!” Jess says. “We have to celebrate!”

Jay glances over at us. My phone dings again. I click on WeChat, hoping it’s maybe my parents, but instead it’s Teddy.

Babe, when are you coming online? I know you’re in class but can’t you sneak out for a bit? Teddy types. I’m getting huuuuuugely boooooorrrreeeedddd waiting for you. image

I blink at the words. They look so foreign in the middle of the day.

I just got my English results back. I passed! I text back.

He responds with a simple “yay.” That’s it.

I Skype Teddy later that night. There’s a breeze coming in from the window, and I reach to close it.

“I think we should slow down,” I tell him. “I just feel like all we do is physical stuff, and I want to talk to you about what’s going on at school.” I’m still so annoyed that all he wrote was “yay” earlier.

“What do you mean all we do is ‘physical stuff’? We’re not even physically together!” Teddy protests.

“You know what I mean . . .”

“So, what, you just want to go back to normal? And I’m supposed to forget all the things we did and said to each other online?”

I look down at my keyboard. I mean, he doesn’t have to forget, I just don’t want to continue. At least not right now.

Teddy shakes his head at me. “You know, if you had told me you were going to be breaking up with me, I wouldn’t have wasted so much time with you. I could have been studying for gaokao!”

And there it is again. I reach to lower the volume of my laptop. “I’m not breaking up with you,” I tell him.

“How’s this different?” he challenges me.

Wow. And to think I actually thought he might enjoy slowing down and asking me about my day instead of just wanting me to take off my clothes.

I glare into the camera. “You’re right, it’s so over. I should have broken up with you the first time so you can study for your precious gaokao.” I reach to click End Call, adding as I log off, “Which I hope you bomb!”

Twenty-Six

Dani