Priya had that look, the one that meant she already knew.
Maya saw it the second she walked into the cafeteria with her tray in one hand and her earbuds still in from fourth period. Priya was sitting at their usual table in the corner with her arms crossed and her eyebrows raised, and she did not say a word until Maya sat down across from her.
"So," Priya said.
"So what?"
"Don't do that."
"Do what?"
"Pretend you don't know what I'm talking about." Priya leaned forward and dropped her voice to a whisper. "You have been on your phone all week, and every time I look at you, you are smiling at it. You never smile at anything."
Maya set her tray down and picked at the corner of her sandwich. "I smile."
"At your phone."
"That's normal."
"It is not normal when you are Maya Chen, who onc
