Cassidy Jones and the Secret Formula by Elise Stokes

Author:Elise Stokes
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9780615377131
Publisher: Jace Publishing LLC
Published: 2011-01-01T04:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

Dodgeball Out Of Control

On the way to the cafeteria after fourth period, Emery’s Droid alerted us that Heart was on the move again. “She’s on her way to the university for her shift,” Emery informed me, analyzing her route on the screen. “Which means she found nothing amiss.”

“Did we really break into her apartment?” I asked, glancing up at his face. Now that we were immersed in the humdrum predictability of school again, our off-campus adventure seemed like a dream.

“No,” he teased.

I laughed. “That’s a relief.”

The cafeteria door flew open in front of us. A combination of body odor and warm food slammed into me, causing me to suck in my breath. “That is so disgusting,” I gasped, covering my nose.

“I can only imagine,” Emery said, catching the door. “Find a way to dampen the smell.”

“Easy for you to say.” Lowering my hand, I entered the open room that was a swirl of moving bodies, noise, and odors. Who would have guessed smells could be so chaotic?

Sitting sideways with her feet on the bench, Miriam saved a place for us to sit at our usual table. Carli and Bren sat across from her, looking very yin and yang. All arms and legs, Carli was a ray of optimistic sunshine with long blond hair and a peaches-and-cream complexion, where tiny Bren had skin a shade lighter than espresso, straightened black hair bobbed at her jawline, and dark, feisty eyes. They were opposing, yet complimentary forces of life.

The three girls were debating whether actor Zac Efron’s eyes were blue-green or blue-hazel.

“They’re blue-green-hazel,” I announced as Miriam flipped her legs under the table. Emery and I quickly stepped through the bench and sat down before bodies could expand into the unoccupied space.

“Blue-green-hazel,” Bren repeated, grinning. “That is totally lame.”

I shrugged. “I read it somewhere.”

“Cass is right,” Carli piped up. “I read that, too.”

To Emery, Miriam mouthed, They’re blue-green.

“Whatever,” said Bren, popping a grape in her mouth.

“Where are my manners?” I joked, and made quick intros. I explained to Carli and Bren, “Emery is staying with us while his mom is gone.” I didn’t mention, of course, that his mother was the missing professor headlining news.

Miriam nibbled on her sandwich, looking bored. She already had this information.

“So, where do you live, Emery?” Carli asked brightly.

“Near Wallingford University.”

“I use to live near Wallingford,” Carli exclaimed, all cheer and braces. “Which elementary school did you go to?”

“Emery was homeschooled,” I answered hastily for him.

The three girls looked at him like he had two heads.

“Does your mom teach you?” Bren wanted to know. She hadn’t picked up the past-tense usage.

Emery smiled at her. “No, I had tutors.”

Again, the girls missed the past-tense reference. It made me wonder how many small yet significant details went over my head, too.

“Tutors,” Bren echoed, unwrapping her sandwich. “I guess that would be better than your mom. Can’t imagine my mom homeschooling me.”

We girls grunted agreement.

“Hey, did you guys hear about Chad Dunham?” Carli whispered, switching the subject to the most popular, stuck-up boy in school.

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