“Hey,” Juno knows that she’s running late, bouncing up to the girl she hopes is the one she’s supposed to me meeting. It isn’t her fault, she would swear it up and down. Mister Dirtwiler had it out for Juno and had insisted on waiting until the Principal’s secretary returned his call before letting her leave study hall. “Sorry I’m late. Dick of a teacher on a power trip, man, some things never change no matter the town. Are you Lydia?”

She sticks her hand out, still moving at full speed. “I’m Juno, and I get to show you around this illustrious pile of bricks.”