Chapter 4 — Gwen’s Social Tour

Marley

Friday mornings should come with a warning label: “Caution: May Contain Excessive Optimism.” At least, that’s how it feels when Gwen bounces over to my locker, her curly hair springing like it’s been caffeinated.

“Okay, newbie,” she says, waving a folded piece of notebook paper in front of my face. “Clear your schedule. Today, you’re getting the full Cross High experience. After school. My treat.”