We can’t just sit on our asses and not live our lives while we’re trying to expose a corrupt government.

Jess is painfully aware of how young she is. Her shirtsleeves don’t quite extend to her wrists; after a growth spurt last summer, her debate clothes don’t fit as well as she thought. She feels as if she’s playing dress-up.

The Smashmobile is driver-operated, and she’s qualified to drive it, but only in case of emergency. Claudia.

She’s given up trying to stand out.

It's old-school to write by hand, but Jess likes the way the words blossom under her fingertips [. . .] These scribblings and imaginings are for no one else.

She's given up trying to stand out.

We can't just sit on our asses and not live our lives while we're trying to expose a corrupt government.

The only time she’s come close to being “known” was when she accidentally came out as bisexual during sophomore English class while talking about her favorite poem.

Working for Master Mischief? This would be an act of sheer rebellion. Her parents would be livid if they ever found out. And it would be hilarious.

Jess is painfully aware of how young she is. Her shirtsleeves don't quite extend to her wrists; after a growth spurt last summer, her debate clothes don't fit as well as she thought. She feels as if she's playing dress-up.