Tori laughs.“He’s a total Scorpio.”
“Tori, I’m going to start taking that personally in a minute.”
“No need, you can’t help it.”
“Give it a rest.I’m nothing like Fantino.”Nobody replies, and I cross my arms in outrage.“Whoa, you don’t mean it?”
“You can seem kind of prickly until someone gets to know you,” Emma says with an apologetic shrug.
“Even if I am, Fantino’s next level.He has no respect for anyone.”
“She’s not wrong...”murmurs Sinclair.
“You see?How do you manage, sharing a room with him?”
“We try to keep out of each other’s way.And talk as little as possible.”
“That’s so sad,” Henry remarks.“For you both.He doesn’t seem to want to settle in here.”
“He doesn’t,” I agree.“He just wants to be provocative.I’ve never met anyone who speaks to the teachers like he does.Not even Valentine Ward.”
“And that’s saying something,” mutters Gideon, who’s joined us now.
“Colin really thinks he can do whatever he likes.And he eatsthe whole bloody time!I mean, constantly, and everywhere.Even in class, and no teacher says a word.”
“Olive...”Sinclair tries to get a word in, but I don’t let him.
“No, you guys don’t get it.I’m going to flip if I have to spend even one more day—”
“Olive, he’s got diabetes,” Henry interrupts.
“What?”I laugh.
And then it goes quiet.I must have misheard, but Henry’s face is serious.Sinclair meets my eyes.And suddenly I feel like a total idiot.
“He has?Seriously?”
Henry nods.
“Did you all know that?”My friends look embarrassed, which tells me everything.“You’re kidding?”
“I didn’t,” says Grace, but that doesn’t help much.
“My mum told me,” says Sinclair.
“She told me too,” Henry says.“As school captain.”
“But why didn’t anyone say anything in class?”I ask.“The teachers must know if—”
“They do,” says Henry.“They all know.But Colin didn’t want a big fuss about it.”
“And none of you thought to mention that to me?”
Tori looks kind of guilty.“You didn’t want to talk about him.”
“I don’t,” I say at once.
Tori and Henry exchange glances.
