I can release an excerpt, though...
“Why do they make us get here this early?” Adam asks me as I plop my backpack and duffel bag on the floor next to him. He’s leaning against the window, his beanie pulled over his eyes.
“They just want to cram another day of learning into the trip,” I say, sliding into the seat next to him. “We are only here for four days. There’s only so much time to visit all the dumb museums in LA.”
Adam groans, “Still.”
I watch as more kids piled into the bus. Lucas and Bryce came in, sitting right in front of us.
“Hey,” Lucas says, grinning.
“Hey,” I say. I shoot a glance over at Adam, he’s still half-comatose.
Bryce just waves. Figures.
Andre Carlton boards next, followed directly by Allison Gardner. If there was ever an award given to the least popular eighth-graders in California, it would’ve been given to those two.
Andre is practically the smartest kid in the whole dang school, but he’s just so weird. He rarely ever speaks to anyone and that kid was almost never without a book in his hand.
Maybe he shouldn’t have been carrying his book around today, because he falls and lands face-first on the bus floor. Yikes.
Allison is weird too, just not like Andre. Allison Gardner is…interesting. She’s just so out there that no one really knows what to make of her and just decides to keep their distance. Her crazy frizzy red hair fit her. I glance to where she was sitting in the back. She’s staring out the window now, murmuring quietly to herself. Then, she laughs. It’s things like that that make her a social outcast.
I look out at the window and saw Molly Pearson talking to her mom. It looked like her mom was lecturing her. Probably something like, make sure not to do too much homework on that trip. Molly’s title is basically Overachiever Extraordinaire. She rolls her eyes and makes her way to the bus, climbing the steps and surveying the seats, trying to figure out where she could sit. Unfortunately for both of us, the only open seat is right behind Adam and me.
She sighs loudly and sits down. That girl did that so often that she could probably win a trophy for best expeller of breath in annoyance. Or something like that.
I can’t believe the two of us ever used to be best friends.
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Child of Exile
Waving through a window, oh
Can anybody see, is anybody waving?