CHAPTER SEVEN
As soon as Bait said Stinger’s name, Switch looked down. She didn’t want to talk to Stinger and she hoped that by focusing on her food, Stinger would not notice either her or Bait. Of course, it was a silly thought, because if Stinger was here in the Cafeteria, then someone had likely already told him they were here.
Probably the Headmaster, Switch thought. Or maybe Arachnid. Yeah, I could see Arachnid do that. He likes to mess with us that way.
“You mean that’s the Stinger?” said Tommy, casting a glance toward Stinger. “No way. That can’t be him.”
“It is,” said Bait, who was also not facing Stinger. “And no, don’t ask me what he’s doing here. Neither Switch nor I even knew he would be here this morning.”
“Actually, I was going to ask if I could get his autograph,” said
