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“Why not, I’m suddenly feeling adventurous. Which one is it?”
I angled my leg over Duke and slid off the couch. “Let me make you a plate of the best stuff.”
“Did you guys order the entire menu?” she asked.
“Duke is big and he eats a lot,” I teased.
“Hey, you were keeping up with me,” Duke said, sitting up and scratching his chin. The dryer had beeped after we finished dinner and Duke was fully clothed by the time Waverly came home.
As I made her a plate, Duke asked her, “Would it bother you?”
“Would what bother me?” Waverly asked.
“Wasabi,” I explained, pointing to the mound of green. “It’s spicy, so be careful. And pickled ginger. It’ll change your life, I swear.”
She nodded, took the plate from me, and went to sit on the floor. She set the plate onto the coffee table and looked at Duke. “Would what bother me?” she asked again.
“If I lived here,” Duke said, eyeing me out of the corner of his eye.
I shot him a glare.
Waverly shook her head. “Aside from the space thing, nah. Just as long as I don’t hear you going at it with my sister, I think it’d be okay.”
Duke looked at me. “I wouldn’t move in here. There really isn’t enough space. Not with you needing a place to do your homework and Willa’s need for an office.”
“Homework,” Waverly said glumly. “School blows. It really does.”
“I didn’t care for school much either,” Duke said.
“Try your rolls,” I said.
“In a sec,” Waverly said. “How’d you stick it out? I mean, I’ve got two more years, plus summer school. Summer school, Duke. The best part about school is the freedom during the summer.”
“I stuck it out because I had Willa breathing down my neck. She’s the reason I graduated. She and Savage.” He leaned back against the couch. “Have you asked yourself why school is hard for you?”
“They just don’t get me,” Waverly said miserably.
“Is it a social thing?” I asked.
She shook her head. “No. I mean, the teachers. They gave me a tutor because I was failing some of my classes.”
“That’s usually what happens when you’re failing. You get a tutor,” I said.
“Yeah, okay, but did any of them askwhyI was failing biology?”
“Whywereyou failing bio?” I asked.
“Because they care more about homework than they do the tests. They give out a bunch of busy work and it’s boring. I ace the tests. Every time,” she said. “But they don’t care about that. It took Dylan five seconds to realize I’d already read the entire bio book cover to cover. I didn’t need a tutor. I still don’t. I just don’tcare.”
“You needed a challenge,” I said in sudden realization.
Waverly shoved a piece of sushi roll in her mouth, her cheeks puffing out. She chewed slowly and then finally swallowed. “Okay. I’m a convert.”
Chapter25
Waverly polished off thelast of the leftovers and then leaned back. “Whew, can you be fish drunk? Because that’s what I feel like right now.”
I laughed. “How can you be fish drunk?”
