Who does Melinda imagine telling her to reveal the truth?

I believe that would be Heather.

I bite my lip. Does she want to know the truth, that she's self centered and cold? That I hope all the seniors yell at her? That I hate sea-foam green, and besides, it's none of her business if my windows are dirty? I feel tiny button noses against my back. Bunnies say to be kind. Lie.