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“There's something wrong with that one,” Joe observed under his breath, and Frank elbowed him. He had noticed a few quirks to the new student, but then she wasn't doing her best to blend in with any of the stereotypical cliques. She had personality and her own sense of style.
“You're just mad because you're undercover and can't show off like usual,” Frank said, amused. His brother glared at him, and Frank shrugged. He didn't know how he'd ended up with theater as an elective—someone was playing a trick on him, probably Joe—but at least he wouldn't be the only one who'd memorized parts of old plays and could recite them even if he had no talent for acting.
“Wait—did she just say her name was Drew?”
“Yes,” Frank answered. “Why?”
“You remember,” Joe said, hitting him on the arm to emphasize his point. “The house we were going to rent, the one we wanted but was already booked—the one with the mystery, with Dehlia Draycott—”
“You think she's staying there?”
“Yes, I do. Frank, she stole our mystery.”
Frank shook his head, fighting a smile. Leave it to Joe to focus on that. “We have our own case. Staying in the Draycott home would have been nice, but we have to focus our energy on the trade of this designer drug passing through this school. It's too dangerous to be allowed to continue.”
“Yeah, I know.”
Frank let them settle back into silence. They weren't actually supposed to get along as well as they had been just now, at least not in public. Frank had chosen to overemphasize his talents for computers and technology into being a “nerd” while Joe had turned his athleticism up a notch to make himself a “jock,” hoping that someone targeting either the uptight overperformers or the popular set would make a line for one of them.
Still, when Nancy Drew tried to smile over her mistake and pretend she was not the odd one out in the class, Frank found himself breaking his cover to smile back at her reassuringly. He already knew how difficult kids in this school could be, and if that smile helped at all, it was worth it.
He hoped, anyway.
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