Chapter Sixteen — P is for Practicing Popularity

A pang of guilt resonated through my heart as I walked with Darcy and Mindy to the girls' locker room. I'd never ever abandoned my friends before and guilt was eating me alive, forcing me to re-see that disappointed face Indy had on.

“Hey, don't feel too bad,” consoled Darcy with a pat on my back. “Think about it this way, it's not like she had a chance in the first place. Guess who's running against her?”

I looked at her, racking my brain for the future senators in our class.

“Josh?”

She shook her dark ponytail.

“Megan?”

“Nope. I'll tell you. Angelica!”

I gasped.

No frigging way! Poor Indy. She truly did not stand a chance.

Angelica Adams was tiny, but don't let that small, petite body and Cat-Valentine-like, childish voice fool you, she was ruthless whe