TITLE: Alien Prep School Conspiracy
GENRE: YA science fiction
When Gil and Lew came to my dorm room with the idea of stealing the physics final, I normally wouldn’t have considered such a dumbass move. It wasn’t that I had any moral objections to cheating or stealing. An “A” in one class, even Jeffrey Taylor’s, just wasn’t worth the risk of getting kicked out of prep school.
But these were special circumstances. I had opportunity, thanks to Gil and Lew. I had motive, thanks to a shitty physics semester. And I had an ace-in-the-hole, thanks to hooking up with a pretty freshman in Mr. Taylor’s classroom.
It was snowing by the time I reached Maple Street with its tidy cottages. The white stuff clung to the branches and powdered the sidewalks, sweetening the already cloying New England charm. It made me want to puke.
I slipped to the back of Mr. Taylor’s small Cape. Gil was waiting for me near the backdoor.
“Door’s locked.” His breath was visible in the cold.
“I’ll open it,” I said.
Gil gave me a classic Gilbert and Lewis vacant look. The two of them might as well have been brothers, both with Nordic good looks, several inches over six feet…and not too bright.
I took out my tension wrench and wide-tipped pick.
Gil’s jaw went slack. “I’ve seen this shit on TV, Marc. You’re going to pick it?”
“Yeah, if you shut up and let me concentrate for a minute.”
The doorknob turned loosely in my hand. Broken, so, I’d only the deadbolt to deal with.