As she adjusted her hat, Eleanor hummed along to the Ansevin tune playing on her earrings. She wasn’t quite ready to go out bare headed, but the shorter look was growing on her. Literally, as it turned out. She rolled her eyes at her own pun.

Mandy poked her head into the bathroom. “Eleanor, did you really lure Sam Greeley to school early, so Wilson Cartier and one of the varsity netball teams could beat him up?”

Eleanor snapped her music off. “What? No! Why would you say that?”

Mandy cast a holo into the space between them. “This is all over the school message boards.”

In the hallway in front of the school, Wilson and six other huge guys circled Sam. “Expecting someone?” Wilson asked.

Then the feed cut out.

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