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now. Earlier, her skin was a light olive color, but now, her skin tone is that of someone who spends a lot of time in the sun. Her hair has also changed. I remember the light color standing out in the darkness of the night. This morning, her hair is almost as dark as her eyes.
I realize that I’m glaring at her, and her expression mirrors mine. It almost like a stand off, neither of us backing down. I can tell that these next few months will be difficult, now that she’s here.
“My dad’s making pancakes,” I say, breaking the silence. “He wants to know if you’re gonna come down and eat with us.” Her head tilts down a fraction of an inc, which I take as a nod.
“I’ll be down in a minute,” she says, shutting the door an inch from my nose.
I go back downstairs and finish making breakfast. I’m a little irritated from the exchange upstairs. But my dad’s good attitude and cheery smile, paired with his jokes, bring my mood back up. My ear to ear smile fades when I notice Zola over in the corner by the fridge. She’s in different clothes now, even though I don’t remember ever seeing her with a suitcase or bag of clothes.
For most of the meal, no one speaks. My dad keeps looking between Zola and I, and I can tell that he’s curious about the situation between us. I mouth to him that I’ll fill him in on everything later and he gives me a nod almost as small as the one Zola gave me.
Finally, my dad announces all the plans for the day. “You guys obviously won’t be going to school today, because it was such a late night. But we still have things to do.” He points his fork at Zola, but talks to me. “You’re going to take her to the store and get some groceries. The list is on the fridge, but you also need to pick up some cake mix, frosting, and whatever else you want for tonight. We’re having your birthday dinner tonight, and you can invite anyone you want, and that way Zola will also know a few people before school.”
He swings his head to look at Zola. “I’m going to enroll you in school so that you’ll be able to go tomorrow.”
She nods and flashes him a smile. “Sounds like fun,” she says. I don’t know If she’s being sarcastic or not, so I roll my eyes.
I leave the room so that I can shower before I head out for the day. As I get dressed, I think about Zola. Everything about her is a mystery. Her eyes, her changing hair and skin tones, and even the way that she showed up in the middle of the night. I don’t have time to do my hair, but it’s okay because I’ll do it before the party. My pegged jeans are really comfy and so is my sweater.
I shut the bedroom door behind me and walk into the living room. My dad has already left, so Zola is just standing by the door. “You ready?” I ask, as I grab the money and grocery list off the counter. She nods and follows me out the door.
I only live about a half a mile away from the grocery store, so walking there and back isn’t a problem at all. The nice weather makes it even nicer to walk. Neither of us say anything until we get to the store, and I don’t mind a bit. Once I get inside, I rip the grocery list in half and hand the top to Zola, telling her to pick up everything.



Chapter 3





Imprint

Text: Cassie Hoene and Juniper Lee
Publication Date: 12-27-2011

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Dedication:
To Bailey Without her this book literally wouldn't exist.