Mila used to love wearing her green fuzzy sweater. That is, until a group of boys at school started calling it lucky. It began at recess one day, when the boys joined into a group hug between her friends uninvited. Since then, they’ve narrowed their focus in on her. One day, a boy brushes her shoulder and she’s pretty sure it was intentional. Another, someone wants to touch her fuzzy sweater for luck in the basketball game. One day, a boy asks her for a […]
“Because all the words I could think of—bullying, teasing, flirting—seemed too simple, too small, to hold all the hurt I was feeling.”
Maybe He Just Likes You by Barbara Dee
