You’re going with me to school.” I opened my eyes and Pell jumped up and down beside my bed, pigtails flying like pinwheels. How did I even get to the bed? Valex or Len must have come in, shut off the DVD, and carried me. Usually I hated it when someone entered my room, but the thought of them looking after me actually gave me a warm, fuzzy feeling. Then I thought of my parents and the sadness rushed back in in full force. “What’s wrong? You don’t wanna go?” Let’s see—new school, new people and, judging from Pell’s video game, highly advanced classes way over my head. “Actullay, no.” Valex and Len had said nothing about going back to school. Why didn’t they tell me? Seemed like they weren’t prepared for a lot of things after I woke up—including how to deal with an emotionally challenged teenager from another century. I had to remind myself they were doing the best they could. They did take me in, after all. “That’s what Mommy said you’d say.” Pell giggled.
