friends. I probably shouldnât have been surprised. Mom always told us not to judge people by their appearances, but Cassie claimed she could spot a nerd at fifty paces. And as much as I liked him, I had to admit that Liam was, well, not particularly un-nerdy, if you know what I mean. And now that I thought about it, Megan and Lavender hadnât really seemed like the kind of girls who hung out with people like him.
I looked up as three boys rushed in, talking and laughing loudly. They were all probably twice Liamâs size, but besides their broad shoulders and long legs, they didnât look much alike. One boy was super pale, with light-blond hair and blue eyes. The second had olive skin and wavy brown hair, and the third had even darker skin and super-close-buzzed hair.
They jostled and shoved one another playfully as they made their way to the back of the room. Another boy had stalked in just ahead of them. âWatch it, Jock Breath,â he said with a scowl as the blond kid bumped into him. The kid whoâd spoken was short and beefy, with greasy brown hair and jeans tucked into his cowboy boots.
The jocks ignored him completely, and the kidâs scowl grew even darker. He stomped to a desk near the windows and slammed his books onto it.
âThatâs Gabe,â Bianca said quietly. âHeâs got an attitude about the B Boys.â She grimaced. âAnd everything else, too, pretty much.â
âThe B Boys?â My gaze shifted back to the three jocks who were taking their seats in the back row.
âThatâs what everybody calls them,â Liam said. âTheir names are Buzz, Biff, and Brent.â He ticked off each name on one skinny finger. âPlus Brayden, of course, but heâs not in this homeroom. But theyâre all on the football team together.â
âYeah,â Bianca said. âGabe tried out for the team, but he got cut.â
Liam nodded. âEveryone was pretty surprised since his uncle was the star of the team back in his day.â
âRight,â Bianca said. âAnd nobody was more surprised than Gabe.â The corners of her mouth twitched, though it didnât quite turn into a smile. âEver since, Gabeâs really had it in for the guys who made itânot that they seem to notice or care.â
âSo football is a big deal here, huh?â I said, my mind drifting to the games and pep rallies at my old school, which had always been super fun.
This time Biancaâs mouth twitched all the way into a wry half smile. âWhat do you think? This is Texas.â She turned to Liam. âSo how were Megan and Lav? Iâm surprised you survived a wholeafternoon with them.â
âAre those two really that bad?â I asked, trying to sound casual.
âMeganâs okay, mostly,â Liam said. âSheâs probably the most popular girl in the sixth grade. Her family practically founded this town back in the Alamo days.â He hesitated. âAnd Lavender is, umââ
âHere,â Bianca interrupted, nodding toward the door.
Looking over, I saw Lavender walking in with a couple of other girls. She saw me, too.
âHowâd you get here so fast, freak?â she said loudly, glaring at me.
For a second I didnât understand what she meant. It had been like a day and a half since Iâd seen her at the fund-raising stand.
âDidnât you hear me?â she said when I didnât answer, her voice getting even louder. âI said, howâd you get here before me? I came straight from the stairs, and you were standing there like a doofus when I left.â
Wait. Oh. Right.
âUh, that was probably my sister,â I said.
âYeah,â Liam piped up. âTheyâre identical twins! Weâve never had twins in our class before.â
âTwins?â one of the other girls said in surprise.
âTwins,â Lavender said, like it was some kind of