âKids were using them to text message answers to each other during tests.â
âThatâs just an excuse. Just donât allow them on during tests. He also banned iPods.â
My hand instinctively went down to touch the pocket where my iPod was.
âAnd once he banned them, he started to take them away from kids whenever he saw one,â she said. âThat canât even be legal.â
âI donât think heâd do anything illegal,â Oswald said.
âHe did give them back at the end of the year,â she admitted. âAlong with all the hats he took. If a kid wore a hat, he took it.â
âIf he takes hats, then donât wear a hat,â I said.
âHe also did random locker searches,â she said.
âWho cares? He can look in my locker any time he wants,â Oswald said. âHe doesnât need my permission.â
âWhat heâd need to search your locker is a gas mask,â I said. âAre you ever going to wash your gym clothes?â
âTheyâre aging. Like a fine wine or cheese.â
âI guess itâs working. They smell sort of like cheese.â
âWould you two stop!â Julia snapped. âIâm trying to be serious.â
âYou donât have to
try
to be serious,â I said under my breath.
âWhat?â
âNothing,â I said. Nothing I wanted to repeat.
âAnd that âmy-door-is-always-openâ line of his is just that, a line,â she said. âI tried to go and see him earlier, and his door was not only closed, but the secretary said he was going to be busy all day.â
Oswald started to laugh.
âWhatâs so funny?â Julia asked.
I knew what was so funny. It was better coming from me than him.
âI was in his office before lunch,â I said.
âYou? What were you doing in his office?â Julia demanded. âWere you in trouble?â
âNo, of course not. He just wanted to talk to me.â
âWhat did he want to talk to you about?â
âLots of things,â I said, trying to be vague. âYou know, about the whole thing with Frankieâs and me being suspended before that.â
âAnd donât forget the leadership part,â Oswald said.
I felt like reaching out and smacking him, but he was too far across the table.
âWhat does that mean?â Julia said.
I really didnât want to answer, but there wasnât much choice.
âHe thinks that there are leaders in the school.â
âLike student council,â Julia said.
I shrugged. âRight, yeah. But he also thinks that there are other people who can be leaders. He thinks Iâm one of them.â
Julia started to laugh, and I instantly felt offended.
âYou donât think I can be a leader?â
âI think you
could
be a leader,â she said.
âCould?â
âThat Frankieâs thing proved you can be a great leader. But maybe that was only a fluke. You refused to even run for student council.â
âI didnât want to run for council.â
âYou donât want to do anything lately except hang around, watch TV, play video games and do those stupid flash mob things.â
âMr. Roberts doesnât think flash mobs are stupid,â I said.
They both looked at me with surprise. âWe were just talking and I mentioned them to him. I donât know why. It just slipped out, and then he wanted to know more. He said they sounded interesting.â
âNot interesting. Stupid,â Julia said.
âFlash mobs are not nearly as stupid as student government!â Oswald protested.
âStudent government is not stupidââ
âFlash mobs donât
have
to be stupid,â I said, cutting Julia off.
Oswald and Julia looked at me.
âItâs just that I have an idea for a new flash mob.â
âCount me in,â Oswald said.
âAnd count me out,â Julia