More Than Good Enough

Half native. Half white.
One hundred percent nothing.

My mom doesn't want me. My dad just got out of jail. They want me to go live with him on the reservation, in the Everglades. Trouble is, everybody there just ignores me.

At least I get to work with Pippa on my film project at school. We used to be friends when we were like twelve. Now that we're hanging out again it's like old times—except she's way cuter.

The thing is, I don't belong anywhere. I don't fit in on the rez, and I suck at school. My dad thinks I'm an idiot, but Pippa thinks I'm all good.

I don't know what to think. Am I bad news or am I more than good enough?