July 24
“No, it’s not that,” Jeanne said, waving her hand slightly. “I mean, yeah, he can be a dork, but…”
“But something else is bugging you,” Tegan said, frowning. “You and he have been all weird all day.”
“Maybe,” Jeanne said. “Look, Tegan, what if we told you…”
“Told me what?” Tegan said eagerly, leaning forward. Gossip was one of her favorite extracurricular activities. “What is it?”
“It’s kind of a secret,” Jeanne said, rolling her eyes. “Never mind.”
“What, about the election?” Tegan said, sighing. “You guys worry too much about that. Nobody likes Deacon, and nobody’s going to vote for him. Especially if he’s been telling people to vote for Fran.”
“He’s been what?” Jeanne said. “Fran? Really?”
“Yeah,” Tegan said. “He hasn’t told anyone to vote for him. It’s weird.”
Jeanne paused to consider this. Deacon’s behavior was inconsistent, but because of this, it made her even more worried. What could he hope to gain by setting himself up to lose the election? It stood to reason that he would persuade people to vote for Fran in much the same way he would convince others to vote for himself. But it made no sense.
“Class,” Mrs. Baum said, “we are beginning. I believe we left off at Chapter Five, yes?” And with that melodious declaration, thoughts of the election were replaced with prepositions and participles. Baby stuff, Jeanne thought; wake me when we start doing it in Russian.
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