Chapter 5Pidge slunk into class five minutes before the period ended and stared guiltily at his desk until the professor dismissed the students. He waited, copying the numbers on the board so he could be the last person left after a few fellow students remained to ask questions, then he stood. He expected to be stopped, and he was.
“PJ? I don’t think I received your report.” As rebukes went, it was pretty mild.
“I sent it just now.”
“Just now.”
“Yes,” Pidge whispered. “I’m late. I’m sorry, professor.”
He tilted his head. “You aren’t one of the students I was expecting to have difficulties with this assignment. Was there something that you had a problem with?”
Pidge flushed at the implication that he wasn’t smart enough for this material. It hadn’t been hard at all. “No, sir. I just d
