Acclaimed author Rita Williams-Garcia gives readers an intimate, gritty portrayal of three very different teens on the day when everything collides.
Trina: "e;Hey,"e; I say, though I don't really know them. It's okay if they don't speak. I know how it is. They can't all be Trina.
Dominique: Some stupid little flit cuts right between us and is like, "e;Hey."e; I slam my fist into my other hand because she's as good as jumped.
Leticia: Girl fights are ugly. Girl fights are personal. And who's to say I wasn't seeing it from the wrong angle?