“I think it’s cool, Joel. So now what do you have to do?”
“We glaze it, then we fire it, and then on Monday, Mrs. Schneider takes it to Albany. And we win big prizes.”
The bell rang. Meighan stood up and grabbed her bag. “Well good luck with the rest of it. See you later.”
Joel watched her leave. Then his stomach sank at the thought of his next class. Health. With the trio of jerks. He glanced at Mrs. Schneider. She was shouting the name “Brian” now. He didn’t know if he was supposed to do anything with the château. But he didn’t want to disturb Mrs. Schneider, so he just grabbed his stuff and headed out.
He walked past the science lab, and rounded the corner. He felt a pull on his arm. Matt dragged him into the Café 107, the Special Needs classroom.
“Hey, you fat f**k. Your girlfrien
