Tam shoved his hands into the pockets of his battered brown coat and tried to keep the cold brick wall of Crestview High between him and the winter wind. White mist curled from his lips to blend with the dawn shadows. Although Jennet hadn’t messaged him to meet her before school today, he was there, waiting.
TYesterday, at the end of beta testing, she’d given him a serious look—one that said they needed to talk. Which of course they did, although they’d gotten a temporary reprieve. Since neither of their systems had malfunctioned during the testing period, Jennet’s dad hadn’t made a big announcement about pulling them off the team.
Maybe he’d said something on the quiet to Mr. Chon, but nobody had told Tam not to show up for the next session in two days. Not that he and Jennet had two da
