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  Pinky’s mother pinched the bridge of her nose for a long moment, then walked to the entertainment unit to get the LED candle remote. She turned off all the candles and grabbed another remote to open the motorized blinds covering the big windows.

  Turning back to Pinky in the suddenly bright room, she said, “Have you even started packing for the trip yet?”

  “We’re not leaving till tomorrow afternoon. I’ve got plenty of time.”

  Pinky’s mom’s stare turned icy. “No, you’ve had plenty of time. Pinky, come on. I just want you to be a bit more responsible. Stop spending your time on these ridiculous ventures that don’t mean anything—”

  Pinky held her breath for a moment. “They mean something to me,” she said finally, quietly, bunching her fists up on her fish-net-covered thighs. “Why is that so hard for you to understand?”

  “And I just want you to make better decisions,” her mom said, looking down at her from her vantage, making Pinky feel even more like a little kid. “Why is that so hard for you to understand?”

  They stared at each other, at one of their many, many impasses. Finally, her mother exhaled, broke eye contact, and unbuttoned her suit jacket. Taking it off, she hung it carefully over one arm.

  “One day, Pinky.” She shook her head, beginning to turn away. “One day you’ll understand that I’m not your enemy. And one day you’ll see why it hurts my heart when you insist on making these weak choices.”

  Pinky threw her hands up in the air, her ankh pendant swinging with the force of her movement. “I didn’t make a weak choice! I’m helping charity! Name one weak choice I’ve made lately!”

  “Aside from this one? All right,” her mother said, turning slowly to face her again. “Preston.”

  Pinky felt her face close off. Crap. She’d completely forgotten about freaking Preston, her last boyfriend.

  “Yeah?” she said, as if she didn’t know where her mom was going with this. As if it wasn’t the exact same place she’d gone with it ever since Pinky had brought Preston home (well, not exactly “brought him home” in the traditional sense. She’d sneaked him in her window and her parents had caught them).

  Her mom gave her a you know exactly what I’m talking about look. “He got mandatory community service for something you still haven’t disclosed to us.”

  Pinky groaned. “What’s your point, Mom?”

  “My point is that maybe this summer, if you happen to get a new boyfriend, as you usually do every month or so, you could find a real boyfriend. Someone who isn’t prone to finding themselves on the wrong side of a jail cell.”

  As her mom walked off to the kitchen, Pinky narrowed her eyes. A “real” boyfriend? What’d her mom think Preston was, a ghoul? Besides, Pinky thought, slipping her phone out of her pocket to post her pictures to the Super Metal Death GoFundMe page, “real” boyfriends didn’t exist in her world. Though, thanks to the little conversation they’d just had, that wouldn’t stop her mom from micromanaging every cute guy Pinky hung out with this summer at their lake house. It would probably become her summer project or something.

  One thing was certain: This summer vacation was going to majorly, definitely, monumentally suck.

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  10 Things I Hate about Pinky

  Sandhya Menon

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  Sandhya Menon is the New York Times bestselling author of several novels with lots of kissing, girl power, and swoony boys. Her books have been featured in many cool places, including the Today Show, Teen Vogue, NPR, BuzzFeed, and Seventeen. She makes her home in the foggy mountains of Colorado. Visit her online at sandhyamenon.com.

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