Chapters (44)
- Cover
- Dedication
- Epigraph
- One
- Two
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty-One
- Twenty-Two
- Twenty-Three
- Twenty-Four
- Twenty-Five
- Twenty-Six
- Twenty-Seven
- Twenty-Eight
- Twenty-Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty-One
- Thirty-Two
- Thirty-Three
- Thirty-Four
- Thirty-Five
- Thirty-Six
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
- Books by Julie Murphy
- Back Ad
- About the Publisher
“Wow. So clever,” I say dryly. “A fat joke. So groundbreaking.”
“You want to get in on our senior prank plans?” Bryce asks as he regains his composure.
None of these guys outside of Tucker are people I have any interest in making plans with, and speaking of, what is he even doing with these human skid marks?
“Yeah,” says Patrick, “this is equal-opportunity prank planning. Fairies welcome. A friend of Tucker’s is a friend of ours.”
“How progressive of you. I think I’ll pass.” I spare a glance at Tucker. I almost find myself asking, You’re not really friends with these guys, are you? His gaze narrows on the gravel, the vein in his neck twitching.
Oh, so last night he tells me I’m hot and today he can’t make eye contact with me in public. My blood begins to boil. This is what I get for letting him in.
“Let us know if you change your mind,” says Bryce. “If you’re not in on the prank, you might find out that the prank is on you.”
“I’ll take my chances,” I mutter as I walk off to find Hannah and Clem. I look down at my stupid polo shirt. If it didn’t mean wearing my undershirt or taking my chances on what the lost-and-found has to offer, I’d rip this damn thing off right now. I’ve spent years trying to fit in with these two-dimensional lumps of shit and they still treat me like this. I hate myself for spending all these years trying to blend in.
I’m done hiding.
Twenty-Two
“Welp, we want to thank you lot for being here tonight to help us out.” Pastor Rich, a tall, gawky white guy who definitely owns a collection of braided belts, turns to his wife, Sheila, and takes her hand. “We want this little church of ours to be a place for everyone, and we’re so happy to officially have the space to host Parenting with Pride. Hannah, it was so good of you to bring your friends.”
Hannah gives Pastor Rich two thumbs-up, which is honestly something I never thought I would see with my own two eyes.
“Sheila and I will be over in the chapel working on a few things, so come find us if you need anything.” Apparently, Grace Chapel didn’t always meet in a chapel. They used to meet in the shopping center in between Lonestar Tae Kwon Do Academy and Down for the Count, the boxing gym. But after years of saving, they were able to buy the dilapidated Clover City Church of Christ. The building behind the chapel houses a couple of classrooms, including the one where Parenting with Pride will be meeting.