When Jessie’s mother gets a job at an expensive private high school, Jessie can attend the school for free. Trying to fit in with a group of stuck-up rich kids, she denies even knowing the lowly school secretary – her very own mother. Is being part of the in-crowd worth denying the one person who genuinely cares about her?
And here's an excerpt:
I adjusted my bikini top as I climbed out of the pool. Searching for the lounge chair where I'd left my towel, I spotted old Mr. Vetters from Apartment 1-C, staring at me. A chill slithered over my skin. He might not really be creepy, but he stares an awful lot.
“You're growing into quite a young lady,” he said from his seat at an umbrella table, a thick cigar burned in his ashtray, polluting the hot Miami air with putrid smoke.
Pasting a polite smile on my face, I hurried past, holding my breath and grabbed my towel, wrapping it protectively around my shoulders.
A door opened and shut above me. Ma bent over the railing, waving. “Jessie, I got a job. A good one!” She gestured for me to come upstairs. “Come here. Don't you want to hear about it?”
“Be right there.” Slipping on my flip-flops, I tied my towel around my waist and hurried up the concrete steps to the third floor landing.
Please, let this job stick.
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