I say, stealthily tucking the school form and notebook page into my pocket. “She gave me her e-mail to pass along to Sean so they could play World of Warcraft together.” I force a laugh. “So, should we get to work?”Helen glances at her mom, who’s completely focused on her computer again. “Okay, sure,” she says.And that’s that, thank God. A little bit of truth to hide the iceberg of lies.Everything inside me trembles with the aftershocks of almost being caught. I feel slightly dizzy.Once we’re in the kitchen it takes me a few minutes to come down from the anxiety rush. I attempt to focus on our work, all the while trying not to let my shakiness show as I turn the pages in the Health text.“So,” Helen says. “We should figure out who’s going to talk about what. I was thinking — now that we’re working so well together — we could probably convince Mrs. Turris to let us do your ‘He said, She said’ thing, but do it all in one lesson instead of two. What do you think?”“Yeah.
