chance to finally make a good impression with new people
– people who weren’t already impressed with her for all the wrong reasons.
She can start over
, Ivy thought,
as a nicer upgrade of herself. Charlotte 2.0.
As the bus rumbled through town, picking up more and more unfamiliar students on the way, Ivy and Sophia both took care to practise their mundane and bunny-friendly conversation. As usual,
Camilla was too focused on planning for her next movie masterpiece to notice, and Holly was too nervous to say much at all as Ivy and Sophia dragged out a tortuous conversation about popular
movies, TV, and even –
gag!
– pop music. But Charlotte Brown, the bunniest bunny Ivy had ever met, noticed straight away.
‘You guys!’ Charlotte batted at Ivy’s arm. ‘I’ve never heard you two talk like this before.’
‘Well . . .’ Sophia shrugged. Her expression looked pained. ‘We just thought we’d . . .’
‘Expand our horizons,’ Ivy finished for her, hoping she sounded like she
really
meant it.
She thought she might have turned green at the lie, but Charlotte shook her head in amazement.
‘I have to tell you both, you have never been more interesting! And your clothes – they’re
so
much better than they used to be. Whatever
happened
to you this
summer?’
Ivy and Sophia exchanged a look of satisfaction. Their
Undercover Bunny
Operation was working perfectly. They’d just have to hope that the ruling bunnies at Franklin High were as
easy to fool as Charlotte!
The bus slammed to a halt outside Franklin Grove High School, and Ivy’s new-found certainty drained away. Through the window, a massive, curving cement structure spread out before them.
Franklin Grove High. The windows along its sides seemed to glare at Ivy accusingly, seeing right through her carefully chosen disguise.
I’ll never belong here
, she thought.
Everyone will be able to tell what I really am the moment they see me. I can’t fake it with all those bunnies for a whole four
years!
‘Come on,’ Sophia whispered. Her face was pale.
Together, they followed the line of Franklin Grove High bunnies out on to the pavement. As the bus pulled away, Charlotte, Camilla and Holly all waved to them out of the rear window. Ivy’s
chest ached at the sight. She waved back until the bus turned the corner . . . and then they were gone.
Ivy turned to Sophia. ‘We can do this,’ she said.
‘We can,’ Sophia echoed faintly.
Neither of them moved. Together, they stared at the huge school before them. Students streamed towards it from all directions.
At least I have Sophia
, Ivy reminded herself. She reached out to link arms with her friend. Together, they walked up the boulevard towards the school entrance.
Everything is going to be fine
.
Everything, everything, everything . . .
She had to shake her head at herself. Funny how she’d never felt
this
nervous starting at the snoot-tastic Wallachia Academy!
Franklin Grove High looked like a completely different world from Franklin Grove Middle. It was monstrously big by comparison, with lush strips of well-kept grass and flowers spread out in front
of it, almost sparkling in the morning sun.
‘Dad was right,’ she muttered to Sophia. ‘Goths would definitely stand out amid all this colour!’
Sophia only nodded. She looked too stunned to speak.
A walkway led from the front gate to the main building, lined with . . . Ivy’s feet thudded to a halt as she froze in horror.
No way!
The whole walkway was lined with non-goths – from the older grades.
Oh no
, Ivy thought.
We’re going to have to walk right through a
gauntlet
!
She gritted her teeth, bracing herself. ‘Are you ready?’ she asked Sophia.
Only silence answered her. Ivy glanced at her friend. ‘Sophia?’
But Sophia wasn’t paying any attention. Her eyes were fixed on a cluster of older boys halfway down the path, and her mouth had dropped open in an ‘O’.
This can’t be good
, Ivy thought.
She narrowed