From Thick as Thieves: pp. 40-42
“Ty, don't make me go!” I hissed furiously. I would not waste my time in no school learning stuff that I don't need to know.
“Macy, you're going whether you like it or not. I can't keep watchin' you all day long. I got better stuff to do. Now get on in there,” my older brother commanded.
“Not a chance, and you can't make me.” I planted my feet.
“Oh yeah?” With that, Ty roughly grabbed my arm and pulled me into the classroom where a bunch of fancy, rich pupils stared. Some hung their mouths open and others wrinkled their noses.
“I ain't goin' to school! I ain't!” I protested loudly.
Glaring around the room my gaze paused on a girl standing at the board.
What a stuck-up kid. She probably lives on one of them big cattle ranches around here where we been rustling cattle and horses from, I thought as Ty shoved me farther in.
“You're goin'” Ty slapped my cheek.
After explainin' my situation to the teacher, Ty left. “I'll git you for this,” I muttered under my breath.
I studied the kids at the blackboard. While the rest of the class had gone back to work, they still stared. “What? Ain't you ever seen a girl in overalls?” I sneered. Boy, as much as the school part won't be fun. I'm gonna enjoy teasing these kids.
After the teacher wrote down information about me he assigned me to a seat. And what do you know? I got assigned with that fancy girl from the board.
She begrudgingly showed me to my seat and sat beside me. Just then I heard a girl a few seats away loudly whisper, “She needs a bath.” Yeah, it's true. But I won't have no one talkin' 'bout me like that. I leapt up.
Stomping over to her I yanked on her hair. I was sure to let some of my own hair tickle her face. But when the teacher sat me down at my seat and threatened me with a thrashin'. I know that I would have to watch for ways to avoid the teacher but still have some fun.