They’re a tight threesome, a little bit aloof from the rest of the class. I have lots of friends, but somehow Leah’s gang is just fun
M
orah Traub wants to see me after class.
I doodle on my sketchpad, wondering why. I haven’t done anything wrong recently. Not in Yahadus, anyway. And Morah Traub’s not my mechaneches or anything. I do all my homework. I got a good enough grade on the last quiz. I take notes. Most of the time, anyway.
“Rikki, what do you think?”
My head shoots up. I meet the teacher’s eye guiltily. “I — I’m not sure,” I mumble, cheeks flushing red. Dead giveaway.
Morah’s nice. She doesn’t comment and calls on Yael instead. I pull out my notebook and start focusing. I don’t want to mess up a second time.
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