a race between teams
Angie is with the other girls on the
relay team: Carmetta, Natalie, and Maya.
annoy continually or chronically
You may find as you get older that there’s something...comfortable, or I don’t know, comforting, in having friends who can relate to things you might be going through. Little things like knowing what type of product to put on your hair, and big stuff like knowing how it feels when we hear about the police
hassling someone just because they’re Black. Or worse than
be on friendly terms with someone, as if with a brother
Hana walks in just then and throws her hand against her chest like she’s having a heart attack. “Daddy, come quick! Momma is starting to
fraternize with white folk!”
a militant reformer
Most people hear Black Panther and they think of the movie, but Hana is quick to remind everyone the
activists came first.
a soft cap with no brim or bill
Hana shows me pictures of other people who were in the Black Panthers, and when I see the black jackets and
berets, I think I have a good costume idea.
a female spirit who wails to warn of impending death
“We’re going to howl like
banshees!” he tells us in this excited way he gets sometimes.
harshly uninviting or formidable in manner or appearance
A sculpture of a guy’s head sits right in the middle of the grass, and when Isabella and I go over to look, I see that of course it is Ralph Waldo Emerson. He looks pretty
a tablet that commemorates a person or achievement
Coach West comes over while I’m reading the engraving on the
plaque below the statue.
an oil painting on a heavy, closely woven fabric
Then she says to Isabella, “You look like you walked right off of Mia’s
canvas,” and Isabella grins real big.
the limit beyond which something happens or changes
“Oh, hey, Bernard,” I squeak out. I glance at Isabella, wondering if she’s on the
verge of freaking out too, but she doesn’t seem bothered.
in a sense limited to explicit meaning
After fifth period, on my way to shop, I run right into Principal Trask. Like,
literally. She turned the corner the same time I did, and wham!
suitable for a particular person, place, or situation
She looks me up and down and frowns. “Young lady, do you really think it’s
appropriate to wear that to school?”
I’ve seen girls in ridiculously
flashy, slinky costumes today that seem inappropriate, but there doesn’t seem to be anything wrong with what I have on.
a large number or amount or extent
I’ve seen about twenty Wonder Womans and a whole
slew of minions.
a state of nervous depression
I’m in a
funk the whole way to school.
walk leisurely and with no apparent aim
After Mr. Levy explains the lab, I
saunter back to a lab table, where Jace is waiting, as if I couldn’t care less that we are partners.
the amount per unit size
For the lab, we have to pour different substances into a big beaker to test for
serious and harsh in manner or behavior
“You should tell him to leave me alone.” I’m only joking around, but Yolanda gets a
stern expression like I’m one of her little brothers or sisters acting up.
cause to become supple
The only thing fun about it is when all the hurdlers line up and do high kicks. It’s supposed to
limber us up, but it feels like dancing in a chorus line.
discouraging by hindering
I also can’t seem to get the hurdles down, and it’s getting so
destroy or injure severely
I try to find a nice steady pace, but I feel like a
mangled robot, all out of sorts and jerky.
lacking a steady rhythm
I try to find a nice steady pace, but I feel like a mangled robot, all out of sorts and
run or flow slowly, as in drops or in an unsteady stream
And then Stacy comes over, and my smile
distinctive manner of oral expression
accent makes her sound like this movie star Momma likes, and Mrs. Alvarez actually looks like she could be a movie star.
information that can be used to attack a claim or argument
“I’m just saying...” Momma taps her fingernails on the steering wheel and doesn’t say anything for a few minutes.
I should’ve known she was just loading her
brag openly or dwell on with satisfaction
“We command you to kiss Shayla!” Paul Childress
Before I can say anything, Tyler kisses me. I’m not talking a peck on the cheek; his mouth is
make or become cracked or sore, especially from cold
It is slobbery, and even though he must’ve just had a mint so at least his breath isn’t bad, his lips are
chapped and scratchy.
displaying incongruity between what is expected and what is
“Fine, Shay,” Isabella says, and now she sounds annoyed with me, which is all kinds of
make a loud noise
BD, Isabella, Julia, and I would’ve had lots of fun hanging at the mall, listening to Christmas carols
blare from loudspeakers, and skating on the fake ice rink—it’s really for little kids, but we love flying around on it, crashing into each other.