#Chapter 37: I Get a Little Help From IT

Instead of responding, Maria walked the fastest I have ever seen her move over to my desk. “Mike and I are currently in the cold phase of our hot and cold…whatever this is,” Maria whispered to me. “Why?” I looked around. Elena was staring hard at us, I discovered. “Not here,” I said. “Maybe we can talk about it at lunch?” Maria narrowed her eyebrows at me. I tilted my head in the direction of Elena. Maria followed the nod and frowned. She did a little wave at Elena with her middle finger. I stifled a laugh. “Fine,” she said. “It’s not like Mike and I are doing anything for lunch…again…” “You guys never have lunch together,” I said, confused. “Uh, yeah, that’s the point!” She started to storm back to her desk. I shook my head. Maria and Mike had been on again off again for the better part of a year. I didn’t ask about him much because it was so hard to keep track of when they were good and when they