"I just saw Melissa Smith sitting on the floor trying to take apart her cell phone," Jay Duncan said.
"That's strange," Kyla said, softly. Melissa was the sort of girl who would throw an expensive phone in the garbage and buy a new one if it broke.
"Yes, I wonder what was going on," Jay said. He hated people like Melissa. Shallow, concerned only with themselves.
"Yeah, I guess," Kyla said. She really didn't care as much as Jay. As long as they kept their distance from her. She wished she could stand up for herself, instead of letting them make her miserable.
