Under Locker and Key by Allison K. Hymas

Author:Allison K. Hymas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin

AS THE TEACHERS HERDED US back into the cafeteria, Tate brushed up next to me and left a slip of paper in my hand. Without looking, I shoved it in my pocket. Cricket did the same not long later.

I had a hard time keeping my breathing steady and my hands from sweating all over the slips of paper in my pocket. I was nervous, especially when I got to the cafeteria and saw that Becca didn’t show up with the rest of our class. Where was she? How could she leave me hanging in the middle of a job?

Had she known I was going to pull the alarm? Was she at that moment turning me in? I didn’t know. As much as I hated to admit it, Becca was very, very smart. She must have noticed something amiss.

The whole plan had almost gone sour for me because I’d forgotten one piece of information about how teachers worked, but Becca wasn’t one to forget that kind of thing. Was that her plan? Let me get caught by teachers she knew would be looking for me? I knew she wanted the key returned to the school safely, but I also knew her well enough to trust that she’d work a gambit of her own in which I got the desk next to Mark’s in detention, if she could.

But that only made my next job all the more urgent. If Becca and her wonderful teachers were on their way to haul me off to detention and maybe worse, I had to find Mark’s stash and find Case’s and Hack’s things immediately. Time to store away all the anxiety and get back to work.

Lunch ended and gym was next, giving me a perfect window. On my way to the boys’ locker room, I slid Tate’s and Cricket’s notes out. I’d asked them, in the notes I’d written after fighting with Case and Hack, to tail Mark and see if he was ever somewhere he wasn’t supposed to be. A closet or locker or room.

On that subject Tate said, He went into the band room between classes second and third period. He’s not a musician. You owe me.

Okay, and Cricket: I saw him loitering around the music rooms around second period. He told me to get lost when he saw me. Aren’t music classes generally second and third period?

“Thanks, guys,” I whispered. One tail’s word isn’t perfect, but when you have two or more, you have a place to start, and time was of the essence. I tore up both notes and threw the pieces away. Now to get out of gym class. Easy: Mark was my free pass.

Working myself up by breathing hard, I went to Coach Cread. “Coach,” I said, “the locker thief stole my gym uniform. I know it was right there, in my locker, but now it’s gone. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry, I should have locked it up better—”

Coach Cread doesn’t handle hysteria well. He raised a hand. “Calm down, Jeremy.

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