From the author: Thank you to everyone who did not point out the continuity mistake I made a few segments back!
It was lunchtime far too soon, and Myrtle approached the lunchroom with anxiety exactly equal to that felt by a real teen-ager. Wasn't she more mature than this? Why did she want to run? She was shaking, fearing the moment she would confront Emma at the lunch table.
Because she went as slowly as possible, everyone was seated and eating when she got there, and the conversation silenced, eyes looking up at her. Even Jaydeen didn't act apologetic. "What do you want?" Emma asked. "This table is...