she had no
idea what was going on in any of her classes； and she had no
hobbies or cool after…school activities。 Her SAT scores sucked
because her mind always wandered during those stupid fill…in…thebubble
tests。 And when she took them again； they would probably
suck even worse。 Basically； she was screwed。
“What about drama？ Your English grades are quite good； you must
like drama；” Ms。 Glos suggested。 “They’ve only been rehearsing this
one for a little over a week。 It’s the Interschool Drama Club doing a
modern version of Gone With the Wind。” She looked up again。 “How
’bout it？”
Serena jiggled her foot up and down and chewed on her pinky nail。
She tried to imagine herself alone on stage playing Scarlett O’Hara。
She would have to cry on cue； and pretend to faint； and wear huge
dresses with corsets and hoop skirts。 Maybe even a wig。
I’ll never go hungry again！ she’d cry dramatically； in her best
Southern…belle voice。 It might be kind of fun。
Serena took the flyer from Ms。 Glos’s hand； careful not to touch the
paper where Ms。 Glos had touched it。
“Sure； why not？” she said。 “It sounds like fun。”
Serena left Ms。 Glos’s office as the final class of the day was getting
out。 Gone With the Wind rehearsal was in the auditorium； but it
didn’t begin until six so that the students who did sports right after
school could still be