When Teacher Mendra released us for the day, I stood and stretched. My console was on my desk, and I hoped I looked casual picking it up. Then I pretended to be interested in something Brin said to Lyra and turned, carelessly placing my console on my seat.
On the other side of the girls, Kyer caught my eye. I left the console where I had set it and skirted the two desks separating us. “Hey,” I said, keeping my voice low.
Still seated, he leaned back in his chair and sort of turned away from Lyra. “Hey yourself.” With a quick glance around, he asked, “So what happened yesterday?”
I shrugged. The screen above the door was blank, but our Teacher was still at her own desk, and close enough to listen in if she chose to do so. I leaned against the wall beside Kyer’s chair and tried to look bo
