13 The Truth Comes Out
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DEAR DIARY,
“I wasn't snooping,” Juniper said, defensively. “You got a text while you were in the bathroom. Of course I looked. That's a totally normal thing to do.”
How could I argue with her? I didn't even know what she was talking about.
And then she read the text to me. “Get your face between these cheeks. My a*s is yours.”
Juniper turned the phone in my direction so I could see the attached pic, but I couldn't make it out very well from across the room. I could use my imagination, though, to picture the swell of Sahira's big brown a*s.
If I closed my eyes, I could even smell it.
“What's going on?” Juniper asked. Her voice was ice chips. Frosty. “Be straight with me, Noelle.”
I tried not to laugh, but her turn of phrase got me.
She gr
