Chapter 22

Megan and Lily stood in front of me in the lunch line, but neither girl cheered for the cafeteria crowd. With arms crossed over her chest, Megan shot seek-and-destroy missiles out of her eyes over Lily's pink lily flower tucked in her hair. Lily planted herself between us like she expected World War III to start in Krapper High School's cafeteria. The nearby table of boys still ogled them, probably hoping their boobs would automatically bungee jump for their enjoyment.

"I can't believe Callum," Megan said so everyone within a twenty foot radius could hear her over the cafeteria buzz.

Lily widened the space between her feet as if to hide me with her cheerleader body. Or maybe to do some side splits. It was hard to tell. "Men are scum."

I didn't try to hide the smile on my face. If Megan had been any other girl, even Lily, I probably would've felt bad. But Megan was Megan. I didn't feel even a little guilty about being happy over her fall from her mighty princess tower.