波波小说

第7部分（第4页）

？What　nose？？　Elise　demanded。　？You　barely　even　have　a　nose。？　Elise　had　a　small　nose　too；　but　it

was　pugged；　which　was　almost　worse　than　having　a　big　honker；　because　she　was　tall　and　was

forever　concerned　that　people　were　staring　up　at　her　nose　hairs　and　boogers。

Nose　hairs　and　boogers；　oh　my！

It　was　last…period　study　hall；　and　Jenny　had　taken　over　the　kindergarten　bathroom；　which　was

always　free　in　the　afternoons　because　the　kindergartners　went　home　at　two。　The　stalls　were

narrower　than　those　in　the　rest　of　the　bathrooms　in　the　school；　and　the　toilets　were　only　eighteen

inches　off　the　ground；　with　bright　pink　Hello　Kitty　toilet　seats。　Even　the　sinks　were　lower；　with

pink　plastic　Hello　Kitty　step　stools　in　front　of　them　and　clear　pink　Hello　Kitty　soap　dispensers。　All

the　Hello　Kitty　paraphernalia　had　been　donated　by　a　parent　from　Tokyo　who　happened　toown

Hello　Kitty。

？Have　you　ever　heard　of　a　school　called　Waverly　Prep？？　Jenny　asked；　blotting　wine…colored

blush　onto　her　lips　and　then　smearing　them　with　Vaseline？another　tip　she？d　learned　on　TV　from

some　modelactress　named　Lauren　Hutton　who　was　the　same　age　as　her　dad　but　was　still　pretty

enough　to　model　for　J。Crew。

Elise　shook　her　head。　？Is　it　another　boarding　school？？　She　never　said　it　out　loud；　but　Elise　hated

the　idea　of　Jenny　going　off　to　boarding　school　and　leaving　her　friendless　and　alone　in　Constance？s

tenth　grade。　Who　else　would　order　takeout　egg　rolls　with　her　and　have　them　delivered　right　to　the

blue　doors？　Who　else　would　tell　her？gently？that　her　shirt　would　look　betterun　tucked？

？Well；　I　just　heard　they　have　this　great　new　art　program。　Like；　they　have　a　real　gallery　that？s

open　to　the　public　and　the　students　curate　the　shows　and　everything。　It　sounds　really　cool。　Of

course；　applications　were　due　in；　like；　December；　but　I　was　thinking　maybe　I　could　send　them

some　of　my　artwork？？　Jenny　zipped　up　her　yellow…and…pink　striped　LeSportsac　makeup　bag；

watching　herself　in　one　of　the　diminutive；　square　over…the…sink　mirrors　as　she　talked。　Lauren

Hutton　was　right。　Her　nose　did　look　smaller。　If　only　her　dark　hair　weren？t　so　darned　curly　and

unmanageable。　？This　is　my　last　chance。　If　I　don？t　get　in　there；　I？m　going　to　have　to　go　to　public

school。？

Heaven　forbid！

？I　just　wish　I　hadn？t　burned　all　those　paintings？？　she　added　wistfully　and　rubbed　her　lips　together

one　last　time。

Back　when　she？d　been　in　love　with　Nate；　Jenny　had　painted　his　portrait　in　the　style　of　each　of　her

favorite　painters：　Matisse；　Picasso；　Chagall；　Monet；　Warhol；　Pollock。　The　paintings　had　been　vivid

and　full　of　emotion；　as　if　she？d　been　trying　to　invoke　love　itself　right　there　on　the　canvas。　But

when　Nate　had　broken　her　heart；　she？d　set　fire　to　them　in　a　metal　trash　can　out　on　the　sidewalk　in

front　of　her　building；　burning　every　last　one。

Elise　bared　her　teeth　at　the　mirror；　trying　to　dig　out　the　remains　of　the　orange　she？d　eaten　for

lunch　with　her　jagged；　unpainted　pinky　nail。　？Yeah；　but　would　you　rea

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