The Duff: Designated Ugly Fat Friend by Kody Keplinger Read Free Book Online Page B

three. Call before you show up.”
    I didn’t give him a chance to respond. If he had a problem with it, I’d write the paper myself. So, purposely forgetting to
     say good-bye, I walked off, darting around the groups of gossiping girls and hurrying toward the cafeteria.
    I found Casey and Jessica waiting for me by the old vending machines.
    “I don’t get it, Case,” Jessica was saying. She slipped a dollar into the only working machine and waited for her Sunkist
     to drop into the slot at the bottom. “Don’t you have to stay and cheer at the game?”
    “Nope. I told the girls that I couldn’t make it tonight, so one ofour alternates, this cute little freshman, is taking my place. She’s been wanting to cheer all year, and she’s got skills,
     but there just hasn’t been a place for her until now. They’ll be fine without me.”
    I was standing right next to them before Jessica spotted me. “There’s Bianca! Let’s get the heck out of here! Woohoo! Girls’
     Night In!”
    Casey rolled her eyes.
    Jessica pushed open the blue door that led to the parking lot, smiling from ear to ear, and said, “You guys are the best.
     Like,
really
the best. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”
    “Cry into your pillow every single night,” Casey said.
    “Think your other friends were ‘really the best,’ ” I offered, returning her smile. There was no fucking way I was going to
     let Wesley Rush drag me down. No way! This was Girls’ Night In, and it wasn’t going to be screwed up by an asshole like him.
     “You didn’t forget that ice cream promise, did you, Jessica?”
    “I remember. Chocolate swirl.”
    We crossed the parking lot and climbed into my car. Instantly, Jessica wrapped herself in the old blanket, and Casey, shivering
     visibly, glowered at her with envy as she pulled on her seat belt. With a quick stomp on the gas, we zoomed out of the student
     lot and hit the highway, speeding away from Hamilton High like prisoners running from their cells… which was sort of what
     we were.
    “I can’t believe you weren’t nominated for Homecoming Queen this time, Casey,” Jessica said from the backseat. “I was sure
     you would be.”
    “Nah. I got voted queen at Football Homecoming. There’s a rule about people winning more than once in the same year. Iwasn’t eligible to be nominated this time. It’s gonna be Vikki or Angela, I’m sure.”
    “Do you think they’ll fight if one of them wins?” Jessica sounded worried.
    “Doubt it,” Casey said. “Angela couldn’t care less about that kind of shit. Vikki is the competitive one…. I really was looking
     forward to seeing the drama tonight, though. Did I tell you that Vikki is thinking of meeting up with Wesley Rush, too?”
    “No!” Jessica and I cried in unison.
    “Yep,” Casey said, nodding. “I guess she’s really trying to make her boyfriend jealous or something. She’s dating a junior,
     taking an OHH kid to our dance, and telling everyone she has the hots for Wesley. She claims they fooled around after a party
     recently—I guess her boyfriend doesn’t know about that yet—and she’s thinking of doing it again. She said it was amazing.”
    “He slept with her?” Jessica gasped.
    “He sleeps with everyone,” I said, turning the car onto 5th Street. “If it has a vagina, he’ll screw it.”
    “Ew! Bianca!” Jessica yelped. “Don’t say the… the
V
word.”
    “Vagina, vagina, vagina,” Casey said flatly. “Get over it, Jess. You have one. You can call it what it is.”
    Jessica’s cheeks were the color of tomatoes. “There’s no reason to talk about
it
. It’s crude and… personal.”
    Casey ignored her and said to me, “He might be a player, but he’s pretty damn sexy. Even you have to admit that, B. I bet
     he’s awesome in bed. I mean, you made out with him. Was he amazing? Can you really blame Vikki for wanting to hook up with
     him?”
    “You made out with Wesley?” Jessica croaked, choking on