Page 26 of Wylder & the Rising Rockstar
“That’s because you’re always late. Always.”
“What’s that smell?” She lifted her nose toward the kitchen.
Logan turned her toward a black easel with white letters.
“Oh, there’s a menu?”
“How long have you been going to this school?” Logan chuckled.
“Crepes with hollandaise sauce. That’s what I’m getting.” Wylder bounced on her toes, trying to see the head of the line. “Hope they don’t run out.”
“They won’t.”
Logan was right, the line moved quickly, and Wylder headed straight for the crepe kiosk where the school chef made the delicate crepes herself. “Oh, that looks yummy. Can I get double crepes and extra hollandaise?”
“It’s a little rich, you might want to start with one and come back if you’re still hungry.”
“Trust me, she’s a professional. She could handle a triple stack if you gave it to her.” Logan came up behind her with a tray of avocado toast and fruit.
“All right, don’t blame me if you get a stomachache.” The chef handed her a plate.
“Never happens.” Wylder scooped up some hollandaise sauce with her finger and popped it into her mouth as they went to get coffee. “I feel bad for your breakfast.” Wylder grabbed a large coffee cup and pumped the hazelnut blend into her cup. “It’ssoboring.”
“I like avocado toast. It’s healthy. You should try it.”
“I like avocado toast too. With bacon and eggs.”
“I swear it’s like you could eat nothing but cheeseburgers and pizza and then die a happy old lady.” He shook his head with a smile. “It’s not natural.”
“Throw some strawberry milkshakes in there, and you’ve got all the major food groups covered.” Wylder headed toward their regular table where Killian and Diego sat with a lonely looking Will.
“Hey, guys. Where’s Dev?” Wylder pulled up her seat.
“She always sleeps in on Saturdays when she doesn’t have a tournament.” Diego pushed his glasses up.
“Does she?” Maybe she went back to sleep after waking Wylder and Logan.
“She still gets up before you do.” Killian gave her a weird look.
“What?” She lifted a bite of crepes to her lips.
“Nothing. You just look … chipper. You’re never nice before noon.”
“That’s because we have a protest to plan.” Wylder leaned in to tell them about the petition to bring back the Winter Review.
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Wylder let herself into Killian’s dorm room, holding her hands up in front of her face. “Is everyone decent?” She peeked through one eye to find Killian, Diego, Will, and Logan staring at her from the sitting room. They were playing video games.
“Oh, it was a lot juicier last time I barged in.”
“That’s because you barged into my bedroom on date night.”
“Don’t say date night. It makes you sound like an old married guy.” Wylder moved to squeeze in between Will and Logan on the small sofa. “You guys ready for the protest?”
“Huh?” Will looked at her, his hands moving wildly over the game controller. “What’s she talking about?”
“Killer, you had all day to get the hockey team on board. We have to leave in a few minutes. It’s almost two.”
