Chapter 41
Rachel set her lunch tray onto the gray cafeteria table and slid her bum next to me on the red bench seat while I unwrapped my ham and cheese sandwich. I offered her half, but she shook her head and picked up her slice of cheese pizza, dipping it in the ranch dressing that dripped over the side of her tray.
I wrinkled my nose. “That’s pretty nasty. How do you eat that junk?”
She covered her mouth while she talked and chewed at the same time. “I love pizza day! It’s my favorite. Wanna bite?” She shoved the triangle in my face, but I drew back.
“I’ve got enough problems right now without adding heartburn to them.” I glanced across the crowded room. “Where’s Jake?” Normally Jake beat us to the cafeteria because he had study hall fourth hour, and they always left earlier than an
