I put my bag down on the desk a little harder than I mean to.
"Whoa," Jen says, looking alarmed. "What’s pissed you off?"
Then she leans closer.
"Are you on your period?"
"What? No."
I slump onto the stool in our physics lab.
"Then why the attitude? I know it’s the full moon tonight, but something has clearly rattled you."
I let out a loud sigh, a growl slipping under my breath.
Jen’s expression changes instantly.
Interest.
Horrible, gleeful interest.
"Oh," she says. "This is going to be good."
"It is absolutely not going to be good."
"That sounded like a yes."
I drag both hands down my face.
"I just thoroughly embarrassed myself, and then Landry came over after apparently watching the entire thing—"
"Wait." She lifts a hand. "Watched what, exactly?"
I glare at the desk.
