I went to Kaitlyn’s party.

I knew that sooner or later, Heather would be there. She likes to barge in and take over. I mean, most of the time, we get along great, but then she feels like she wants all the attention, and I feel like I get shoved back into a corner. Not literally a corner, of course, but you know what I mean.

Heather was talking about math class, which nobody was interested in. Nobody else is even in our math class. But that’s Heather for you. She doesn’t care whether people like her.

It is kind of funny, though, that people do put up with her and sometimes they even seem to like her. She was telling a story about how funny Mr. Yaeger looked when he called on her, and she said, “well, if I knew the answer, I would have raised my hand.” At the time, I was completely mortified.

Kaitlyn was laughing so hard. “Oh, Ivy, you are hysterical, she said. “I can’t believe how you act like you’re so quiet and then you come out with these stories that crack me up.”

I let Heather take the credit as we sat quietly in our head together.