must’ve happened when Chase and I had fought on the bus. There went my connection to the outside world, for the next three weeks anyway.
I cursed again and dropped the busted phone into the storage bin and then smacked the lid closed. When I looked up, Juno was staring at me. I glared back for a moment, hoping he’d look away, but he didn’t. He just kept right on staring, tilting his head one way, then the other.
Lighten up, Cambridge , I told myself. If you’re going to make this camp work, you’re going to need some friends. I drew a deep breath and let it out slowly as I straightened.
I met Juno’s gaze again, only this time I imagined I was looking at one of my friends from school. “Yes?” I asked finally.
“Why us?” Juno asked. “You’re a Delta, and that’s fine, you can pick who you want. But I don’t recognize you, so I don’t think we’ve ever been at the same camps before.” He glanced around the room. “I know these guys. None of us have ever been picked for Delta teams before. Why’d you pick us?”
The others moved around the room sorting their belongings, but they did so in such a silent way it was clear they were all listening, waiting for my answer. I shrugged and then gestured to Rylee, who was putting her clothes in the bin beside the bed she’d picked. “Rylee recommended you guys.”
Rylee groaned from her cot across the room.
Amara turned to Rylee. “So you know this guy?”
“I don’t know him,” Rylee said. “He was just on my bus.”
“She was running her mouth,” Yaakov said. “Talking about how if she were a Delta she’d know who to pick to win the whole thing.”
Amara turned back to me. “And you believed her? You believed some girl you’d only just met on a bus? She’s never been on a Delta team before, you know.”
“Neither have I,” I said.
“What?” everyone in the room said in rapid succession.
“This is your first command?” Juno asked.
“You gotta be kidding me,” Yaakov said.
Command? So this was some kind of military camp. That, or these guys took camp activities way too seriously.
Juno looked around the room. “Someone please tell me this is a joke. Tell me we’re not all on a Delta team commanded by a greenie.” When I didn’t say anything, he locked his fingers behind his head and looked up at the ceiling. “Oh, come on !”
Angie laughed. “Well, I’m thrilled. I’ve always wanted to be on a Delta team. But it is weird that you trusted Rylee. She’s cute, sure, but not cute enough to risk getting booted out of the program.”
Rylee rolled her eyes but didn’t respond.
Angie leaned forward and placed her elbows on her knees. “What’s really going on here, Captain Cambridge?” She narrowed her eyes and tapped her glossy lips. “Who are you, really?”
I glanced over at Rylee. She was nervously chewing her lip but looked at me with the same perplexed expression as everyone else—well, almost everyone else. Yaakov had turned his full attention to his laptop and was tapping away at his keyboard.
I didn’t know enough about this place to fake it. They were my teammates, and it seemed they all really wanted to be on a Delta team, so maybe they’d be okay with the truth. Not the full truth, obviously. I couldn’t tell them my dad had got me into this place somehow, or that he’d clearly done a lot more than that to make Smith and Dalson think I was Delta material.
Just the basics, I decided. “Look. This camp is a punishment for me. My dad signed me up thinking it would straighten me out or something. I don’t want to be your Delta. I don’t want to be here. But I am, and we are in this together, so let’s just get through it.”
No one reacted for several seconds. Then Angie said, “Punishment for what?”
I shook my head. “It’s stupid.”
She widened her eyes and gave me an expression that said, Spill already.
I sighed. “I pulled a stupid stunt the last week of school that damaged the gym