âThat whole Pillar thing is stupid to begin with. Why does someone deserve all those perks just because they get better grades and suck-up to the teachers? Why should a kid like me be penalized because I have a learning disability?â
âHow can you say that, Talan? Itâs not just about grades. You know how hard I work organizing activities and volunteering all the time.â
âSo? Anyone can volunteer.â
Her face pinches. âOh? Then why donât you? At least my time is spent helping other kids. You get more attention for running around in a red football jersey a few hours every weekend. The jocks get plenty of perks here, and you know it.â
âGeez, okay already.â I sigh. âIâm sorry I said anything. Iâm just crabby I had to waste one of the last days of summer stuck inside with Headmaster Boyle.â
âYeah, well, youâre lucky he didnât suspend you.â
âHe almost did. Mr. Kane wanted him to, but all Boyle could do was take privileges and give me detention. Oh, and Professor Solomon convinced him to put me in his Ethics and Virtues class, too.â
âOh Shitsu,â she says, gnawing the corner of her bottom lip.
âWhat?â
âWell, I have some good news and some bad news.â Laney scratches her forehead. âWhich do you want first?â
The expression on her face guarantees my day is about to get worse. âThe good, I guess.â
âKollin and I are signed up for that class, so weâll have it together.â
âHaving a class with Kollin is the good news? I can hardly wait to hear the bad news.â
âAll the Pillars will be in there too. Itâs part of the requirements when you apply.â
âDamn!â I pound my fist into her pillow. âI should have known Headmaster Boyle would burn me. His eyes practically lit up when Solomon suggested it. I swear the guy hates my guts. He always has.â
âWell, Iâm glad youâll be there. I can use an ally. Itâs gonna suck listening to Cameron Moore and the Pillars bragging about all the cool stuff theyâre getting.â
I squeeze a stuffed dolphin sitting on her bed, gripping it like a football. âWhat the heck happened today, anyhow?â I pull my arm back, aiming for an imaginary receiver. âThese Pillars arenât anything like the ones they usually choose.â
Before I can nail the door with Flipper, Laney snatches the thing from my hand and sets it carefully on her shelf. âThatâs because Mr. Rathbone was always the Chairman of the Board. My dad said he always relied on the teachersâ suggestions when he selected the Pillars. But Stephen Kane took over when Rathbone died, and he insisted on choosing the Pillars himself.â
I scoot back, snuggling into the mound of pillows lined neatly against her headboard. âIt doesnât make sense. We get a lecture from this Kane guy on how excellent Pillars are, and then he chooses the biggest group of losers at our school. Who is this Kane idiot, anyhow?â
Laney stands up and wanders slowly toward her desk. âMom said Stephen Kane was a hero when he went here. He was the boy who discovered the fire that killed William Singer and those students. Kane tried to rescue them, but it was too late. The Board was so impressed that they rewarded him by putting him in charge of reinventing Mr. Singerâs secret society. He helped come up with the Pillars as the replacement. Thatâs why he was the first Pillar.â
âReinvent the secret society? Why would they want to do that?â I shake my head. âAfter the murder, youâd think theyâd want to forget it ever existed.â
Laney slides into her desk chair. âThey had to, for legal reasons. Mr. Singerâs will left all of his assets, including Singer Enterprises, in a trust to Singer School. That way, the school could go on even after he was gone.