Then, they scattered as Ms. Lopez, one of the history teachers appeared.
“All right, break it up!” she ordered, dispersing the laughing students. Joanne turned one last snide smile on Jennifer before allowing herself to be shooed away.
Then, Ms. Lopez turned to help Jennifer up. “Now then, young lady. Would you mind telling me why you’re here in the high school instead of your own.”
Jennifer pulled her skirt up, still sniffling. “But, Ms. Lopez, this is my school. Don’t you recognize me? I’m Jennifer Smith.”
Ms. Lopez looked shocked. “Jennifer? But you’re…” She gestured helplessly, but finally recognized the somewhat altered face. “Well, I’m just glad I could help
you. Um, are you feeling all right?”
Jennifer nodded, wiping her eyes. “Oh sure. I’ll be ok now. I better get to class.”
Ms. Lopez nodded numbly. The girl didn’t look anorexic. What had happened to the mature, sexy girl who owned the halls?