Maya walked through the quad with Cleo and repeated the only words she could get out. “What are the chances?” “I don’t get it,” Cleo said. “How did you even meet Jake in the first place?” “He broke me into our room when I got locked out,” Maya said, her head still spinning. “That’s who broke our window?” Cleo asked. “Why am I just hearing this detail?” “I wanted to bleach my brain of the whole experience,” Maya said, queasy at the mere memory of it. “He was awful. I was stuck out in the hall, and he came slithering out of some girl’s room—” “Which room?” Cleo asked quickly. “The one across the hall,” Maya replied. “I knew it!” Cleo said. “I knew that girl was a skank!” “Not really the point of the story,” Maya said. “Right, sorry,” Cleo said. “She is a skank, though.” Maya pressed on. “All he kept saying was how much he hated the Academy. When he wasn’t trying to hook up with me, that is. I can’t believe how different he and Travis are!
