小说园

第32部分（第1页）

few。　The　first　school　had　turned　out　to　have　a　strict　disciplinary　code　and　had　been　too　boring　for

words。　Within　minutes　of　getting　to　the　second　school；　on　the　other　hand；　she？d　been　offered

Ecstasy　and　had　taken　her　top　off。　But　just　like　the　third　bed　for　Goldilocks；　the　third　school　that

Jenny　had　tested；　Waverly；　was　just　right。

Well；　to　tell　the　truth；　she　hadn？t　actually　visited　Waverly？she？d　run　out　of　time；　applied　way

past　the　deadline；　and　taken　some　creative　liberties　with　her　application？but　she？d　looked　at

thousands　of　pictures　online　and　memorized　all　the　building　names　and　campus　maps。　She　was

certain　it　would　be　perfect。

？I　used　to　go　to　Waverly？s　rival；？　the　boy　said；　pulling　a　book　out　of　his　bag。　？St。　Lucius。　Our

school　hated　your　school。？

？Oh；？　Jenny　replied　quietly；　sinking　into　her　seat。

？I？m　kidding。？　He　smiled　and　turned　back　to　his　book。　Jenny　noticed　it　was　Henry

Miller？sTropic　of　Cancer　；　one　of　her　dad？s　favorites。　According　to　Rufus；　it　had　been　banned

because　it　was　too　right…on　in　its　vicious　social　mentary　about　love　and　sex　in　New　York　City。

Hello；　sex　scenes。　Jenny　felt　her　cheeks　growing　pink。

Then　she　realized：　she　was　acting　like　her　old；　unsophisticated　self。　And　one　thing　was　for　sure：

Old　Jenny　obviously　wasn？t　working　for　her。

Jenny　studied　the　boy　carefully。　She　didn？t　know　him　and　would　probably　never　see　him　again；

so　why　did　she　care　what　he　thought　of　her？　At　Waverly；　Jenny　was　going　to　be　stunning；　amazing

New　Jenny；　the　girl　who　belonged　at　the　center　of　everything。

So　why　not　bee　New　Jenny　startingright　now？

Mustering　up　her　courage；　she　uncrossed　her　arms　to　reveal　her　rather　large　double…D　chest；

which　seemed　even　bigger；　since　she　was　barely　five　feet　tall；　and　sat　up　straight。　？So；　um；　any

good　parts　in　that　book？？

The　boy　looked　puzzled；　his　eyes　darting　back　and　forth　from　Jenny？s　innocent　face　to　her　chest

to　the　worn　paperback？s　cover。　Finally；　he　wrinkled　his　nose　and　answered；　？Maybe。？

？Will　you　read　some　to　me？？

The　boy　licked　his　lips。　？Okay。　But　only　if　you　read　me　a　line　from　that　book　you？ve　got　there

first。？　He　tapped　the　maroon　cover　of　her　belovedWaverly　Academy　Guide　to　Ethics。

？Sure。？　Jenny　opened　the　rule　book。　She？d　received　it　a　few　weeks　ago　and　had　devoured　it

cover　to　cover。　She　loved　its　plush　leather　binding；　its　creamy　paper　stock；　and　the　nursery…rhymey；

slightly　condescending；　slightly　British　style　in　which　it　was　written。　It　sounded　so　wonderfully

proper　and　upscale；　and　Jenny　was　sure　that　by　the　time　she？d　even　spent　a　few　weeks　at　Waverly；

she？d　be　as　polished；　graceful；　and　perfect　as　Amanda　Hearst；　the　young　socialite；　or　the　late

Carolyn　Bessette　Kennedy。

She　cleared　her　throat。　？Here？s　a　good　one。　？Waverly　Owls　may　not　dance　in　a　sexually

suggestive　manner　in　public。？？　She　laughed。　Did　that　mean　they　could　dance　in　a　sexually

suggestive　manner　inprivate？

？Do　they　really　refer　to　you　as　Waverly　Owls？？　The　boy　leaned　over　to　look　at　the　page。　He

smelled　like　Ivory　soap。