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ct　that　Irene　and　her

mean；　stingy；　grubby…fingernailed　old　cronies　were　still　the　ones　serving　the　food　from　the

cafeteria？s　updated；　nouvelle　American　menu。

Jenny　wove　her　way　through　the　clusters　of　girls　in　pleated　navy　blue；　gray；　or　maroon　wool

uniform　skirts；　picking　at　their　wasabi…smoked　tuna　burgers　and　Red　Bliss　pommes　frites　and

chatting　about　the　parties　they？d　been　to　this　past　weekend。　She　slid　her　stainless　steel　tray　onto

the　empty　round　table　that　had　been　reserved　for　peer　group　A　and　sat　down　with　her　back　to　the

mirrored　wall　so　she　wouldn？t　have　to　look　at　herself　while　she　ate。　She　couldn？t　wait　to　find　out

who　her　senior　peer　group　leaders　were　going　to　be。　Supposedly　the　petition　had　been　fierce；

since　being　a　leader　was　a　relatively　painless　way　of　showing　colleges　that　you　were　still　involved

in　school　activities　even　though　your　applications　were　already　in。　It　was　like　getting　extra　credit

for　eating　fries　and　talking　about　sex　for　fifty　minutes。

Who　wouldn？t　want　to　do　that？

？Hello；　Ginny。？　Blair　Waldorf；　the　bitchiest；　vainest　girl　in　the　entire　senior　class；　or　maybe　the

entire　world；　slid　her　tray　into　the　place　across　from　Jenny　and　sat　down。　She　tucked　a　wavy　lock

of　dark　brown　shoulder…length　hair　behind　her　ear　and　muttered　at　her　reflection　in　the　wall　of

mirrors。　？I　can？t　wait　for　my　haircut。？　She　glanced　at　Jenny；　picked　up　her　fork；　and　raked　it

through　the　dollop　of　whipped　cream　on　top　of　her　chocolate　angel　food　cake。　？I？m　one　of　the

leaders　for　peer　group　A。　Areyou　in　group　A？？

Jenny　nodded；　clutching　the　seat　of　her　chair　as　she　stared　gloomily　down　at　her　plate　of　cold；

greasy　fries。　Sh