《怦然心动》 Now, in sixth grade things changed. She stopped chasing me, but she started sniffing me.
Yes, my friend, I said sniffing.
I was sitting right in front of Juli Baker. This is where the sniffing comes in. That maniac started leaning forward and sniffing my hair.
I tried back-kicking, but she wouldn’t stop. She kept sniffing my hair.
And suddenly one day, the sniffing stops and the whispering starts. She found some spelling mistakes I made, and she started whispering the answers to me.
Julie Baker, the top student, cheating, for me!
So I spent the sixth grade somewhere between happy and unhappy, happy that I got better scores in spelling tests, unhappy I had be sniffed.
I kept thinking that next year, next year, things would be different. We'd be in junior high — a big school — in different classes. It will be over at that time!