Marmalade enthusiastically. âItâs like having a little brother, instead of all the sisters Iâm stuck with at home!â
âThatâs all right, then!â Mr. Penardos laughed.
At lunchtime, Marmalade took Jack over to the dining hall. âThe salads are good,â he advised the new boy, âbut donât bother with the pasta.â
Jack glanced at the hot dish of the day, but took Marmaladeâs advice and chose a salad instead. At Marmaladeâs friendsâ table, everyone moved over so Jack could join them. The morning had been so busy that he hadnât had an opportunity to meet them all yet.
âChloe, Tara, Pop and Lolly,â said Marmalade, waving his arm toward the girls. âAnd these are my roommates, Ed, Ben, and Danny.â
âDid you enjoy your first dance class?â asked Lolly. âPop and I love dancing, but our major subject is singing.â
âIt was great!â Jack said shyly. âMr. Penardos is a good teacher, but I have so much to learn quickly. I am lucky to have Marmalade to help me. He is an excellent teacher, too.â
âWow!â said Pop, grinning at him. âDonât swell Marmaladeâs head any more, okay? Heâs bad enough already!â
Jack blushed. But Marmalade was pleased at Jackâs praise and grinned. âWell,â he told Pop carelessly, âI just happen to explain things perfectly!â
âHmm!â grunted Tara. âLike you explained map references to me when Iâd missed part of geography class because of my bass lesson overrunning?â
Marmalade had forgotten that. âI just got a little confused!â he protested.
âYou definitely did!â Chloe laughed. âYou explained the references the wrong way around, so poor Tara couldnât find anything she was supposed to on the map!â
âAll right!â Marmalade agreed hurriedly, not wanting Jack to hear anything bad about him. âI suppose you never mess up anything, like giving your hairdresser the wrong instructions?â
There was silence for a moment. Everyone had been avoiding the subject of Chloeâs hair. She had had it cut during midterm break, and it was obvious that she really hated the ultrashort cut. Sheâd been wearing a black beanie over it, which didnât suit her very well either.
Chloeâs mouth opened and then closed again. Tears welled up in her eyes.
Marmalade wanted to say sorry, but he wanted to impress Jack even more. âDonât worry, itâll grow out!â he told her breezily, and picked up his tray. âCome on,â he added to Jack. âIâll introduce you to some more people.â
Jack half smiled at the others and followed Marmalade to another table.
âCharlie!â Marmalade said. âCan we join you? This is Jack.â
âIâm just going,â Charlie Owen told them. âHi-Jack!â he added, laughing uproariously at his own feeble joke.
âPay no attention to him,â Marmalade said as the other boy left. âCharlie likes to think heâs tough, but he shouldnât give you any trouble. If he does, make sure you tell me right away and Iâll straighten him out.â
âThanks, Marmalade,â said Jack gratefully. He glanced back at Marmaladeâs friends. âAre they all mad at you about what you said to Chloe?â he added.
Marmalade followed his gaze uncomfortably. He wished he hadnât teased Chloe. She obviously felt terrible about her new haircut, but Marmalade had long ago come to terms with his own outrageous hair, and things like that didnât bother him anymore. Surely Chloe should be able to cope with a little teasing?
âTheyâll come around,â he said hopefully. âChloeâs usually good at taking a joke. Maybe she just had a bad day . . .â
âThere werenât any girls at my last school,â Jack told him. âAnd I donât