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All the Broken Pieces
Book: All the Broken Pieces Read Online Free
Author: Cindi Madsen
Tags: Juvenile Fiction, Social Issues, Emotions & Feelings
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or without her missing memories.
    He waved the papers. “Do you want them or not?”
    She shook herself from her he’s-so-cute trance and took the papers from him. “Thanks. Everything just kinda spilled. I don’t know if I would’ve been able to get it all without your help.”
    “Yeah, well, the people here aren’t the most helpful bunch.” His gaze ran over her, and it seemed more critical than approving. “I’m sure you’ll be fine, though.”
    Tilting her head, she studied him. “What do you mean by that?”
    “Yep, you’ll fit in just fine.” He stood, readjusted his bag, and headed upstairs without even a nod good-bye.
    …
    I made it to lunch. I guess that’s something.
    Olivia had tried to lie low, but small town and all, everyone else already seemed to know one another, making it harder to sneak by unnoticed. And even harder to know where to sit. She stood near the end of the lunch line, holding her tray, unsure which direction to go.
    “Popular table’s over there,” a voice said.
    Glasses Guy jerked his head toward a table to the right. A handful of girls—the one made up of Sabrina and her friends, along with Keira—was there. So were several guys who looked like they’d be grouped into the jock category.
    She looked back at him. “Where do you sit?”
    “Not there.” He walked past her, sat at a table in the corner, and put in earphones.
    I wonder what his deal is.
    “Liv! Over here! I’ll introduce you to everyone.” Keira waved her over.
    After considering her options and realizing she didn’t really have any, she slowly made her way to what Glasses Guy had called the “popular table.”
    “Everybody, this is Liv. She just moved here from…” Keira looked at her. “I’m sorry, but if you told me, I don’t remember.”
    “Minnesota.”
    “Minnesota. Anyway, her locker’s next to mine.”
    Heat crawled up Olivia’s neck and into her cheeks, and she pulled her hair forward to make sure her scar was hidden. Okay. You can all stop staring now.
    “That’s Sabrina.” Keira pointed to her, then to the girls next to her. “And that’s Candace and Taylor.”
    Wow. All these girls are so pretty.
    And probably totally conceited. I bet they care more about looks than about what’s going on in the world.
    Let’s just get through today. I’m sure the world will still need saving tomorrow.
    “These are the guys. Clay, Austin, Jarvis.”
    The guys aren’t bad, either.
    Bunch of pretty-boy jocks. They’re probably as conceited as the girls.
    Olivia worked hard to smile, hoping it masked the thoughts buzzing through her head.
    She mimicked Keira’s casual pose, while trying not to stare so no one would know she was taking her cues from someone else. Being at school was more work than she’d thought it would be.
    Sabrina started complaining about her classes, and everyone chimed in. Olivia was just happy the attention wasn’t on her anymore. She poked at her food, choosing to eat the fruit cocktail and salad. The mystery meat didn’t look appealing, so she left it untouched.
    Once in a while, someone would look her way. It made her pulse quicken and her palms sweat, but she managed a couple of nods and one-word answers. Toward the end of lunch, a movement in the corner caught her eye.
    Glasses Guy walked across the cafeteria and dumped his tray.
    I wonder why he sits alone.
    And why he was so cryptic when he was talking to me earlier.
    Still, she couldn’t seem to tear her eyes off him. Because whatever his deal was, there was definitely something intriguing about that boy.

4
    Olivia shared her last two classes—chemistry and algebra II—with Keira. It was nice to spend the end of the day with someone who was not only super friendly, but also knew where she was going. When the final bell rang, Keira waited for her so they could walk to their lockers together.
    The people filling the hall seemed eager to get home, which meant bodies cramming together and her personal space
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