TITLE: The Evolution of Evie
GENRE: MG contemporary
“You know the school dance is next Friday,” Marcus says at lunch the following week. “I think we should all go.”
Danielle rolls her eyes. “School dances are lame.”
“How do you know?” Marcus asks. “Have you ever actually been to one?”
“No.” Danielle takes a bite of her meatloaf, makes a face of disgust, and promptly spits it into her napkin. I have to agree. It’s not the school’s best meal.
Marcus was smart and opted for taco salad bar instead today. His plate is already clean.
“Exactly,” he says. “How do you know unless you go to one.”
Danielle shrugs. “I just know.”
Marcus turns to Chelsea. “Come on, please. Will you go with me?”
Chelsea smirks. “Like a date?”
“Oh please.” Marcus wads up his napkin and tosses it at her. “You know what I mean.”
“Ooh,” Chelsea says, her smile growing wider. “I bet you were the one to send me that candy gram.”
Now it’s Marcus’s turn to roll his eyes.
“Please, girl. You know I love you, but it wasn’t me.” He looks at me, his last hope. “Evie?”
I shrug. “Um, I guess I could go. I mean, I have no idea how to dance, but it might be fun.” His face lights up and I realize that I should have put more emphasis on might.
“See, Danielle,” Marcus says. “Evie wants to go. She thinks it will be fun, too.”
I hadn’t exactly said that, but oh well. If it would make Marcus happy, I’d go.
“Fine,” Danielle says with a sigh. “I’ll go.”
Marcus claps his hands together. “Yay!”
“And you’re coming, too, Chels,” Danielle adds.
Chelsea doesn’t argue. I think we’re all secretly a little afraid of Danielle.