last sandwich and stuffed it whole in his mouth. It was so large, he could barely fit it all in. Charlie and I stared at him with twin expressions of disgust.
“That is so gross,”Charlie said.
It took Finn a few minutes to chew and swallow. When he could finally talk, he asked Charlie, “Why all the abuse today? Did I unknowingly run over your dog or something?”
Charlie looked momentarily flustered, and then—even more surprisingly—she actually blushed . I couldn’t remember ever seeing Charlie blush before.
“I don’t have a dog, you idiot,”she muttered.
“Seriously, what gives?”Finn pressed on. “You’ve been crabby all day. Oh, wait—are you having one of your special girl days?”
“Finn!”I said. I inclined my head toward Nora. “Can you please behave? We have company.”
“So what?”he asked. “There’s no reason to be ashamed of your bodily functions, Miranda.”
“So, Nora,”Charlie said, raising her voice to cut Finn off. “Where are you from?”
“Boston,”Nora said.
“And your family moved here?”
“Actually, no. Just me,”Nora said. We all looked at her curiously. I got the feeling she didn’t want to go into the details of her relocation. Finally, reluctantly, Nora continued. “My grandmother lives here. I’m staying with her.”
“Why?”Finn asked. “Wait, no, let me guess. Your parents are witnesses in a high-profile federal prosecution of the godfather of a crime syndicate. They’re entering the Witness Protection Program, but you decided you didn’t want to live out the rest of your life under an assumed identity. Am I right?”
We all stared at Finn.
“What?”he asked. “It’s possible.”
“Um, no. That’s not why I moved here,”Nora said.
“So, give us the details. Did you get kicked out of your old school? Oh, snap—did you call in a bomb threat? I actually considered that once, but the potential consequences if you get caught—you know, a criminal record, jail time—outweighed the benefit of getting out of school for the day,”Finn continued.
Nora, who didn’t know that Finn was never serious about anything, started to look a little frightened. I kicked Finn under the table to shut him up.
“Ow! You kicked me!”he said indignantly.
“Maybe Nora doesn’t want to talk about why she moved here,”I said.
“There’s no need for violence,”Finn said. “I was just making polite conversation.”
“You wouldn’t know polite conversation if it bit you on the—”Charlie began.
I cut her off before she could finish the thought. “How do you like Geek High so far, Nora?”
“It’s okay,”Nora said without any enthusiasm whatsoever. “The work seems a lot more advanced than at my old school. I hope I can keep up.”
“Really?”Finn asked interestedly. “Maybe I should transfer out of here. I wouldn’t mind an easier workload.”
“Like you ever do any of the work, anyway,”Charlie scoffed.
“That’s true. I rarely see the point of homework. But if I did ever choose to do it, it would be nice to have a soft option,”Finn said.
“You’ll have to do your physics homework,”I said. “You heard what Mr. Forrester said. Homework counts as twenty percent of the final grade. If you don’t hand it in, you won’t pass the class.”
Finn waved his hand dismissively. “Pass, schmass. Who cares?”
“So I guess this isn’t the year when you’re going to start taking academics seriously?”Charlie asked.
Finn shook his head regretfully. “Sadly, no.”He reached for a peanut butter cookie, and then grimaced once he’d taken a bite. “Stale,”he said.
“The food here really is shockingly bad,”Charlie said. “Miranda, you should write an exposéon it for The Ampersand .”
“That’s the school magazine,”I explained to Nora. “I’m going to write for it this year.”
“So what do you think of my idea? The horrors of the Geek High cafeteria exposed,”Charlie said.
“First of all, I don’t