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me.”
    â€œSara, I was just trying to do something nice.”
    â€œYou’re only making everything worse.”
    â€œThat’s enough,” she snapped. “Now, I’m sorry the flowers were sent to school instead of here, but I had the best of intentions, and you know it. The least you can say is thank you. Just go on to your room. I’ve had about enough of this.”
    â€œFine! I don’t care,” I yelled as I threw my napkin on the table.
    â€œSara! One more word out of you . . .”
    I stomped down the hall and slammed the door to my room.
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    I lay on my bed, my face mushed in my pillow, sticky from crying. The day had been more than I could handle.
    I sat up, rubbed my swollen eyes, and took a deep breath.
    I picked up my so-outdated see-through phone and began dialing Arlene’s number. I had totally lost it at dinner, but I told myself I was allowed the freak-out, considering. Now, though, I had to pull myself together and figure out how to fix this. I had to make sure Arlene hadn’t told anyone about the flowers, and ask her if she knew of any gift-bearing pranks against me. It couldn’t wait until our Razzie/Academy Awards party on Saturday.
    When Arlene answered her cell, I could hear girls laughing in the background, and a distant horn honking.
    â€œIs this a bad time?”
    â€œWhat? Oh, yeah, it’s fine. Knock it off!” Arlene called, her laugh coming through muffled on the phone, as if she were covering up the mouthpiece. Someone squealed, and there was more laughing.
    â€œForget it,” I said, not wanting to talk about the flowers with the other girls listening. “I’ll talk to you later.”
    â€œWe just finished practice,” she continued. “I’m with Megan, Rachel, and Ellen. Rachel’s sister Betsy is taking us to get something to eat.”
    I felt that, with each passing softball game, Arlene racked up more new friends. “Really, I can just talk to you tomorrow.”
    â€œThat’s a red light!” Arlene called. “Oh, my God,” she said to me. “Betsy totally almost went through a red light. You’re going to get us all killed!”
    â€œLook, I have to ask you a really important question.”
    â€œYeah, what is it?”
    â€œYou didn’t tell anyone what I told you earlier, did you?”
    â€œTell anyone what?”
    â€œYou know, what I told you ,” I emphasized.
    â€œWhat, about your mom?”
    â€œGod, Arlene! Not in front of those girls.”
    â€œOh, they don’t know what I’m talking about.” I heard one of the girls call, “What are you talking about?” Arlene hollered, “Nothing,” and they all started laughing again.
    â€œYou’re sure? Because word got out, and you’re the only one I told.” I knew there was an accusatory tone in my voice, but I was getting anxious, and she wasn’t listening.
    â€œBy the way,” she began. “I had to head off a major rumor for you today.”
    â€œPerfect,” I grumbled. “I don’t need rumors. I already have gossip.”
    â€œEllen heard from someone that Shiner sent you those roses. Can you imagine? I knew you’d just die if anyone thought that for a moment, so I totally cleared it up.”
    â€œCleared it up? What does that mean?”
    â€œShe thought Shiner sent you the roses,” she repeated. The voices in the car were getting louder as the girls sang along to the radio.
    â€œI heard you, Arlene. Who did you tell what ?”
    â€œLook, I can barely hear you, Sar. I’m sorry—I’ll call you later, ’kay? Hello?”
    I sat silently. I didn’t expect Arlene to drop everything for me, but I wanted her to tell me that heck no she didn’t tell anyone about the roses, and that she was sorry that Valentine’s Day had turned out so rotten for me. To be honest, hearing her carefree laughter with a