Jinny looked up as she was finally addressed by the older girl named Bumblebee. As soon as she had heard that Mikron had messed with new students before, her mind was set on revenge. She wasn’t even particularly angry – it had been fun until the jetpack had failed. It wasn’t going to be a big ordeal. But it was going to be embarrassing, oh yes.

“Oh, hey. Name’s Jin. I don’t have a callsign yet.” She smiled, trying to focus her attention. “And he didn’t have to do much convincing. I heard jetpack and kinda, ah… really wanted to try it. Didn’t think twice.” She shrugged. “It’s no big deal. Like you said, I’m not hurt or anything.” She offered a placating smile toward Mikron – or Gizmo, as he was being called. “It was a good prank.”

First rule of revenge. The target can’t know about it. For now, she would play nice.

“How long have you both been in this school? I can’t wait to start. I feel like I actually might learn something useful here.” No need to tell them that they could be her very first friends and she was deeply excited about that too. “How’s the food? Is it decent?” It was strange. In recent weeks, she’d wanted to eat everything in sight, and then some. Uncle said she was probably having a growth spurt, but she hadn’t noticed any new inches. Something else was up; she knew it, but she didn’t know what.

“What other secrets does this school have?”