there. ‘Not in any trouble, I hope!’ He said this with a broad smile, showing that he was just teasing her.
Jenna forced a smile, but it wasn’t easy, because Mr Gonzalez had a booming voice and she knew Amanda must have heard him. She didn’t even have to look at her classmate to confirm this. Her connection to Amanda’s mind had been severed.
At that moment, Mr Jackson came out of his office. ‘Who’s next?’ he called out. Several of the office occupants clamoured for his attention, and Jenna decided to take advantage of the moment to explore the principal’s thoughts.
But as hard as she tried, she couldn’t penetrate his mind. Then she was aware of Mr Jackson staring straight at her and there was a flash of something in his expression that she couldn’t interpret.
‘What are you doing here?’ he demanded to know.
Jenna looked around for an excuse. ‘Uh, Mr Roth needs a stapler.’
Jackson took one off the desk. ‘Here.’
Jenna took the stapler from him. ‘Thank you,’ she said, hoping she sounded polite and casual, but her stomach was suddenly in knots. There was something about the way Jackson was looking at her . . .
Hurrying out, she tried to dismiss this sudden sense of apprehension that had come over her. Why hadn’t she been able to get even a glimpse of the principal’s thoughts? And why had he glared at her like that? It wasn’t like he could know she’d been trying to read his mind.
Unless . . . unless he knew what Jenna was capable of doing, and he’d blocked her. He’d know because Amanda had told him. Which was precisely the kind of thing a spy would do.
Back in the English class, Mr Roth was still reading his newspaper and the students were still doing whatever they’d been doing when she left. Jenna took her seat, stuck the stapler in her backpack, and opened Jane Eyre.
Much as she liked the story, it was hard to concentrate. Her thoughts kept going back to the scene in the office. Now she was more convinced than ever about Amanda. She couldn’t wait to get into the Gifted class and share her news with Emily, Tracey and Ken.
But there was nothing she could do right now, and there were still thirty minutes of this class left to go. She plunged back into Jane Eyre .
The story grabbed her this time, and soon she was completely absorbed in it. The next time she glanced at the clock, she was surprised and pleased to see there were only about five minutes left before the bell would ring. But as it turned out, she didn’t even have to wait that long to leave the room.
The door opened, and Amanda walked in. With an air of importance, she strode briskly up to Mr Roth and murmured something to him. The teacher looked at the class.
‘Jenna Kelley?’
Jenna looked up. ‘Yes?’
‘You’re wanted in the office.’
Jenna frowned, and looked at Amanda, but Amanda’s expression didn’t give her any hint as to why she was being summoned. She picked up her backpack, stopped at the desk and retrieved another hall pass, and left the room. Amanda was right behind her.
‘What’s going on?’ Jenna asked her.
‘Not a clue,’ Amanda replied. ‘Ms Simmons told me to come and get you. I just follow orders.’
I’ll bet you do, Jenna thought sourly. They walked along in silence for a moment. At the end of the corridor, however, Amanda turned right instead of left, which was the direction to the office.
‘I don’t have to go back to the office,’ she offered by way of explanation. ‘Mr Jackson said I could go on to my next class.’
Jenna doubted that Amanda was actually going to appear early for the Gifted class. She’d undoubtedly use this time to go into a bathroom where she could fuss with her hair and her make-up and admire her own reflection for as long as possible. Jenna had once read a biography of a famous female spy named Mata Hari. She paid a lot of attention to her appearance too. Maybe it was a female spy thing.
As she approached the office, the reason for