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scraping, the room suddenly noisy. Arby drifted over to Kelly. He looked up at her mournfully. Arby was a head shorter than Kelly; he was the shortest person in the class. He was also the youngest. Kelly was thirteen, like the other seventh-graders, but Arby was only eleven. He had already been skipped two grades, because he was so smart. And there were rumors he would be skipped again. Arby was a genius, particularly with computers.
    Arby put his pen in the pocket of his white button-down shirt, and pushed his horn-rim glasses up on his nose. R. B. Benton was black; both his parents were doctors in San Jose, and they always made sure he was dressed very neatly, like a college kid or something. Which, Kelly reflected, he would probably be in a couple of years, the way he was going.
    Standing next to Arby, Kelly always felt awkward and gawky. Kelly had to wear her sister's old clothes, which her mother had bought from Kmart about a million years ago. She even had to wear Emily's old Reeboks, which were so scuffed and dirty that they never came clean, even after Kelly ran them through the washing machine. Kelly washed and ironed all her own clothes; her mother never had time. Her mother was never even home, most of the time. Kelly looked enviously at Arby's neatly pressed khakis, his polished penny loafers, and sighed.
    Still, even though she was jealous, Arby was her only real friend - the only person who thought it was okay that she was smart. Kelly worried that he'd be skipped to ninth grade, and she wouldn't see him any more.
    Beside her, Arby still frowned. He looked up at her and said, "Why isn't Dr. Levine here?"
    "I don't know," she said. "Maybe something happened."
    "Like what?"
    "I don't know. Something."
    "But he promised he would be here," Arby said. "To take us on the field trip. It was all arranged. We got permission and everything."
    "So? We can still go."
    "But he should be here," Arby insisted stubbornly. Kelly had seen this behavior before. Arby was accustomed to adults being reliable. His parents were both very reliable. Kelly wasn't troubled by such ideas' "Never mind, Arb," she said. "Let's just go see Dr. Thorne ourselves."
    "You think so?"
    "Sure. Why not?"
    Arby hesitated. "Maybe I should call my mom first,"
    "Why?" Kelly said. "You know she'll tell you that you have to go home. Come on, Arb. Let's just go."
    He hesitated, still troubled. Arby might be smart, but any change in plan always bothered him. Kelly knew from experience he would grumble and argue if she pushed for them to go alone, She had to wait, while he made up his own mind.
    "Okay," he said finally. "Let's go see Thorne.
    Kelly grinned. "Meet you in front," she said, "in five minutes."
    As she went down the stairs from the second floor, the singsong chant began again. "Kelly is a brainer, Kelly is a brainer…"
    She held her head high. It was that stupid Allison Stone and her stupid friends. Standing at the bottom of the stairs, taunting her.
    "Kelly is a brainer…"
    She swept past the girls, ignoring them. Nearby, she saw Miss Enders, the hall mointor, paying no attention as usual. Even though Mr. Canosa, the assistant principal, had recently made a special homeroom announcement about teasing kids.
    Behind her, the girls called: "Kelly is a brainer…She's the queen…of the Screen…and it's gonna turn her green…" They collapsed in laughter.
    Up ahead, she saw Arby waiting by the door, a bundle of gray cables in his hand. She hurried forward.
    When she got to him, he said, "Forget it."
    "They're stupid jerkoffs."
    "Right."
    "I don't care, anyway.
    "I know. Just forget it."
    Behind them, the girls were giggling. "Kel-ly and Ar-by…going to a party…take a bath, in their math…"
    They went outside into the sunlight, the sounds of the girls thankfully drowned in the noise of everyone going home. Yellow school buses were in the parking lot. Kids were streaming down the steps to their parents' cars, which were lined up all around the