Josie jerked her head up as Nick wedged his hands between them, pushing her roughly away by the shoulders. His face was hard-set as he stared at her, his eyes narrow and wary. He was clearly confused and disturbed.
No more confused and disturbed than Josie. There was something in Nick’s face and demeanor that wasn’t right. He wasn’t the loving, gentle boyfriend Josie expected. Oh no. Josie’s stomach dropped. Had Jo and Nick broken up in the twenty-four hours since she and Josie had made the plan to switch places? That would have been Josie’s luck, wouldn’t it? To have gone through all this just to be in the exact same space with her ex-boyfriend.
Josie took a breath and calmed herself. Maybe Nick had the same problem with Jo that he’d had with Josie? Maybe he needed to talk about something and Jo hadn’t been available?
“If you need to talk,” she offered, “about anything, I’m here anytime you—”
In line with Josie’s luck, the bell rang for class. Nick took the opportunity to bail. “I gotta go. We’ll, um, talk later?”
“Yeah,” Josie called after him as he disappeared into the throng. You bet your ass we will.
This day was not going according to plan.
TWENTY-TWO
11:15 A.M.
JOSIE DASHED INTO THE SECOND-PERIOD PHYSICS classroom as the final bell rang. Barely on time, as usual. She smiled to herself. You can take the girl out of the universe but you can’t take the universe out of the girl.
She had no real excuse for almost being late. Even though she was dazed from her interaction with Nick, physics was in the exact same room as in her own version of Bowie Prep, but it had taken her freaking forever to get there. Every hall she walked down, it was like everyone made a point to say hello to her. No one approached her, no one walked with her to class, but people were falling over themselves to smile and be polite. Still, Josie noticed a distinct lack of genuine warmth in their salutations. In fact, Josie thought she detected a trace of fear from most of the students as they fired off a quick “Hi, Jo!” then scurried back into the anonymity of the crowd.
It was kind of like being the world’s most popular leper—the focus of everyone’s attention and no one’s affection—and it made her incredibly uncomfortable. Was that what it was like to be popular? A kind of cold, fearful isolation?
But the moment she entered the physics classroom, all of her discomfort faded away. The room was an exact replica of her own beloved Bowie Prep science lab. The same metal tables and ancient stools. The same equipment lining the walls in floor-to-ceiling bookcases. Even the same students at the same tables, including the Kaufman twins in the front of the room, and the Swedish exchange student sitting prim and proper near the door. And at the same table—without a lab partner—was Penelope.
“Hi, Pen,” she said, taking the empty seat next to her old friend. “How’s it going?”
Penelope started and cast a furtive glance at Josie from behind the thick, black hair that hung half in her face. Josie saw in Penelope’s eyes the same look she’d seen from some of the students who greeted her in the hallway: fear.
“Look, I already told you,” Penelope said, her voice guarded and low, her eyes fixed on the lab table. “I’ll make sure you pass, okay?”
“Um, okay.”
“Just do what you promised.”
Josie was utterly confused. “What I promised?”
Penelope’s head snapped up. “The Grid. You promised to make sure we don’t get cut off.”
“Oh!” Josie smiled and tried to act like she had any idea what Penelope was talking about. “Of course. Already taken care of.”
Penelope’s body relaxed somewhat.
Mr. Baines clapped his hands and the class came to attention. Josie pulled a notebook and pen from her bag, and caught the look of confusion on Penelope’s face as she stared at both.
The lecture was pretty standard, a lesson on fields: electromagnetism, strong nuclear force, weak nuclear force, and gravity. Practically remedial as far as Josie was concerned, so she didn’t even bother to take notes. Hell, she could have taught that class. Penelope appeared to be of the same mind-set: Josie saw her occasionally scribble down a name or an equation, but for the most part she doodled on her page. At one point she caught Josie watching her draw a diagram of relativity, showing the grid lines of space warping around the mass of a giant object. Penelope quickly flipped to a new page in her notebook, and carefully shielded her page from Josie’s view for the rest of class.
Bored and disturbed by the fact that Penelope was not only not Jo’s friend but appeared to be terrified of her, Josie zoned out for most of the lecture, until one of Mr. Baines’s questions grabbed her attention.