The Luckiest Girl
“The tan stucco high school with its imitation mission tower seemed ugly when compared to her redbrick school at home. And palm trees—how could she ever have thought those trees with their ragged dirty petticoats of dead fronds were exciting to behold? She began to recall the little things she had missed in California, really crisp eating apples and the cozy feeling of being in a warm bed when sleet was slatting against the windows.
Even enrolling in Journalism 1, a class Shelley had looked forward to since she started high school, did not help. She found the subject interesting and she enjoyed being in the same class with Hartley, but her enthusiasm was gone. Biology lab was every bit as difficult as she had expected it to be. She felt humiliated. The other members of the class exchanged knowing glances, the way she had known they would. She appreciated Jeannie’s silent sympathy, but she found being in a situation that called for sympathy hard to take. Frisbie’s knowing smile was down...right irritating.MoreLess
Even enrolling in Journalism 1, a class Shelley had looked forward to since she started high school, did not help. She found the subject interesting and she enjoyed being in the same class with Hartley, but her enthusiasm was gone. Biology lab was every bit as difficult as she had expected it to be. She felt humiliated. The other members of the class exchanged knowing glances, the way she had known they would. She appreciated Jeannie’s silent sympathy, but she found being in a situation that called for sympathy hard to take. Frisbie’s knowing smile was down...right irritating.MoreLess
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