CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and FORTY-FIVE
“I’ve been working on the sign team,” Kimber said. She tucked a piece of hair behind her ear and nodded. Grinning, she said, “Valerie Lipson, you know the movie star, took over the team for this week. We get to work with these fun girls from the reservation. It’s …”
She stopped talking when she caught a look of disgust passed between the girls.
“Work. How fun,” the girl said with a curled lip to show her disgust.
“Why you have to work?” another girl asked.
“Why can’t you speak English?” The question just popped out of Kimber’s mouth. She blushed.
“What did you ask me, freak?” the girl asked. She pointed to Kimber, “Ima goin’ kick your ass.”
Terrified, Kimber took a step back. She felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to see that Tanesha had put her arm around Kimber’s shoulder. She felt someone come to the other side of her. She looked over to see Jeraine. The pop star Jeraine and his Miss T. Kimber took a quick in breath.
The girls stepped backward. Tanesha gave the girls an irritated look and turned to Kimber.
“We were looking for you,” Tanesha said.
“I … uh …” Kimber looked back at the girls. “ …finding mom.”
“She’s in the room waiting for you,” Tanesha said.
“Why you looking for her?” one of the mean girls asked.
“Aren’t you missing a verb there?” Jeraine asked with a sniff. “My mother would have slapped my mouth if I sounded so ignorant.”
The reproach from the world famous music star was like a dagger through the heart of the mean girl.
“We … uh …” the girl said.
“We were looking for you, hon, because you were invited to a dinner on the reservation,” Tanesha said. “You remember Dibe? She worked on your street today. Her mother wanted to meet you and the other girls.”
“What about Valerie?” Kimber asked. “She wanted me to …”
“She thinks it’s a better offer,” Tanesha said. “She and the other girls were invited too.”
“Really?” Kimber asked. “Everyone’s going there?”
“Of course,” Tanesha said. “Go. You don’t want to be late.”
Mean girls forgotten, Kimber jogged down the hallway to her room.
“We want to go to the reservation,” one of the mean girls said.
“It’s only for the sign team,” Tanesha said.
Jeraine held out his arm and Tanesha tucked into him. They walked down the hallway to the main room.
The mean girls watched them go. They looked at each other.
“Want to go to the pool?” one girl asked.
The girls looked at each other.
“My dad said I should be ready to go,” one girl said.
“My mom’s probably waiting for me,” another girl said.
The mean girls split off into all directions. Tanesha snorted as she walked away.
“Yeah?” Jeraine asked.
“Nothing,” Tanesha said.
Jeraine glanced back at the girls and nodded. They kept walking toward the dining room.
Denver Cereal continues tomorrow…
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