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hey-baby-you-must-be-new-so-I’m-gonna-do-you-a-favor-and-let-you-meet-me look on his face. Luckily, the bell rang before he reached us.
    “Let’s go, Sid. We don’t want to be late for first period.” I linked my arm with his and didn’t slow down until we were inside the building and I was sure Mr. Jockstrap wasn’t following us.
    “I need to stop by my locker first,” Sidney said. “Do you know where yours is?”
    I stopped and reached in my pocket. “No, but here’s the number.”
    “Wow, it’s only four down from mine. What luck, huh?”
    I hiked my eyebrows at him. “It must be destiny. Lead the way.” While we walked I said, “Hey, you know anything about computers?”
    “A little. Enough to keep mine running for our… uh, club meetings.”
    Weekly gaming sessions, no doubt.
    “Think you could help me find somebody’s IP address?”
    “Um, maybe,” he said, his face saying probably not . “But I know somebody who can for sure. My friend Lew could hack into the Pentagon if he wanted to.”
    My interest meter spiked. “Great. When can I meet him?”
    “I don’t have any classes with him, but he’ll be at practice today after school. If you can hang around, I’ll introduce you then.”
    “Practice for what? Don’t tell me he’s a jock.”
    “No, I meant chess team practice.” He flushed a little. “Lew’s our star player.”
    “Oh, okay.” I did my best not to laugh. “And I bet you’re pretty good too.”
    He shrugged again as we went into one of the classrooms. “I’m just an alternate. Chess isn’t really my game.”
    “Oh, yeah? What is?”
    “ World of Warcraft .” His eyes lit up as he said it. “Ever played?”
    “Um, no,” I said. “Hey, I’d better go get my transfer slip signed and see where he wants me to sit. I’ll talk to you after class, okay?”
    When the bell rang for the next period, Sidney looked at my schedule card and was heartbroken because we didn’t have any other classes together, but he cheered up when he saw that we ate on the same lunch wave. I promised to meet him in the cafeteria, and he left wearing a big smile.
    I got looks from several guys in my next two classes, but since I just yawned at them in return, they left me alone. I know it was pretty bitchy of me, but I had no interest in playing their stupid little games. I thought I’d dodged all the pretty-boy bullets until I got to the cafeteria foyer and ran smack into Mr. Jockstrap.
    “Whoa, where’s the fire, baby?” He stepped in front of me and put his hands on my shoulders. “I promise there’s nothing in the lunchroom worth going that fast.”
    I tried to look as bored as possible. “Nothing out here either.”
    “You’ll change your mind about that after you get to know me,” he said. “My name’s Matt Winston. What’s yours?”
    I removed his hands from my shoulders. “First name Not , last name Interested .”
    His arrogant look changed to irritation. “What’s your problem, babe? You know how many girls would kill to be in your place?”
    “Then I guess I’m saving lives by vacating my spot voluntarily, huh? Tell the other girls hi for me.”
    I walked around him and went into the cafeteria, ignoring the stares I was getting from several of the murderous girls I’d just heard about. I looked around for Sidney and spotted him with a couple of the boys he’d been standing with that morning and one blond guy I didn’t remember seeing before.
    “Hey, guys,” I said. “Can I sit with you?”
    “Sure, Gwen!” Sidney slid over to make room for me and almost pushed Justin off the end of the bench. “Here’s a spot by me.”
    I laughed as I sat down. “Thanks, Sid. I knew I could count on you to look out for me.”
    “Aren’t you gonna get a lunch tray?” he asked.
    Eating was one of the hardest things for me to get used to. It wasn’t disgusting, even though the texture of some things really grossed me out. It was just that I couldn’t remember to do