More Than My Quiet Heart

About This Book

Mina moves through the crowded hallway with her sketchbook pressed to her chest like a shield, and she has a bathroom stall by the science wing where she can finally breathe. Teachers call her the quiet one. Lately she has started calling herself the anxious girl, and the label keeps shrinking what she believes she is allowed to try. Then Mr. Patel assigns identity zines in teams, and Mina's group — sunflower-bright Jayla, careful Arman, joke-collecting Rowan — wants her to design the cover and introduce the project to the whole class. She can draw anything at all. Standing up and speaking is another matter entirely.