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Show looking beyond me, to someone in back of me...or into the hall. I'm just nervous after this afternoon. I've gotta concentrate. But nothing she did worked. Finally, unable to stand the piercing eyes and puckering lips any longer, she rose, gathered her books and headed up to the room. "Back already?" Mimi asked. She was lying on the top bunk reading a thick red book on plants. "Couldn't keep my dumb mind on my work. Some lady kept staring at me and it 'bout drove me up the wall." Mimi laughed. "You discovered Fish Lips Franklin?" "Why does she have to keep staring at you?" Mimi shrugged. "Nothing better to do, I guess. Maybe she's blind." "Gol, between that Spanish looking girl in our class and the proctor I'm about to go crazy. "You mean Pilar?" "I guess that's her name. Where's she from anyway?" "Mexico. What's wrong with her?" "She's weird," said Kim. "Why do say that?" "Because this afternoon when I laying on my bed, I caught her staring at me from the washroom...just staring at me!" "She probably wanted to talk to you but couldn't get 55 |
