The Revolution of Birdie Randolph by Brandy Colbert

Author:Brandy Colbert
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Little, Brown Books for Young Readers
Published: 2019-08-19T16:00:00+00:00

IT’S GOOD NOT TO FEEL SO NERVOUS WALKING INTO MY NEXT SAT PREP course, but it’s still a little strange knowing I’ll see Mitchell.

We didn’t talk about anything real when we were together, so why did both of us decide to open up the last time we saw each other? In a classroom, no less.

He’s there early, sitting in the same spot as last time, in the desk next to mine. I slide into my seat and give him a quick smile. But as soon as I look away, I can’t figure out what’s different about him. And I don’t want to look again, but it’s bugging me, to feel like something so close is so out of place.

He brushes invisible lint off the front of his shirt and I look over as a reflex and—that’s it! His shirt. When he wasn’t in his Behrens Academy uniform, Mitchell normally wore button-down shirts—short-sleeved in the summer and long in the fall and winter—and colored polo shirts any other time. But he’s wearing an actual T-shirt, a black one with graphics on the front. I squint at it. Star Wars.

“New shirt?” I ask, trying to hide my grin.

His own smile stretches the length of his face. “You noticed?”

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you wear a T-shirt. Like, ever.”

“I haven’t, unless they were undershirts.”

I unzip my bag and grab my workbook. “What gives?”

“It’s stupid that I have a dress code even when I’m not in school, and I finally told my parents,” he says, unable to hide the pride in his voice.

I stare at him. “Your parents had a problem with you wearing Star Wars shirts?”

“You’ve met my parents—they have a problem with everything.” He rolls his eyes.

“I guess I never noticed,” I say, trying to think back over the times I was around them. Like my parents, they were big on manners and doing well in school and preparing for the future. But I never knew they monitored what he wore—I thought he liked looking like he was always on his way to a job interview.

“Star Wars isn’t intellectual, T-shirts are sloppy, and obviously everyone will think I’m a goddamn slacker if they know I like both of those things. You didn’t know?”

My parents have their rules, but that would be extreme even for them.

“They’re just—” he starts, but Jared walks in then, with his surprisingly deep voice, and Mitchell shakes his head like he’ll finish later.

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