She thought about this for a while, then raised herself on her elbow to watch the basketball. Jessica was going after Sam. Bonnie played like the boys, but Jessica was wrecking the game by “accidentally” falling against Sam and wiggling. Ugh. Why would anybody, even Jessica, want Sam?
And would they really have sex?
God, Jessica was only thirteen, same as Lillie. Lillie had let a boy kiss her once, and at dances they sort of pressed up against each other, but that was all. Did that make her backward? How many of these other girls were virgins?
Well, Elizabeth for sure, she thought, and cheered up. Imagine Elizabeth… No, don’t. Julie, too, she was too shy to do anything. Madison? Probably. Sex would mess up her hair.
Grinning, Lillie stood up, brushed the sweet-smelling grass off her jeans, and went to join a group of girls inspecting the flower beds.
The next morning, after a breakfast as delicious as dinner the night before, Lillie headed for the school room. She had slept amazingly well, without dreams. Nobody had talked much at breakfast. Nervous, maybe. Lillie was.
She was the second one in the school room. Elizabeth had beaten her there and now sat hunched at the table in the farthest corner. Suddenly Lillie felt sorry for Elizabeth. Everybody harassed her. Well, she was such a dork… but even so. It must hurt. She walked over and sat down next to Elizabeth.
“Good morning, Elizabeth.”
“Good morning,” she said, sounding startled.
“I wonder what these ‘lessons’ will be like, don’t you?”
Behind her thick glasses Elizabeth’s eyes darkened. “If they’re about genetics, they’re tampering with God’s plan.”
Lillie should have sat someplace else. “Elizabeth, if you feel that way, why on Earth did you come? Why didn’t you stay back at Quantico?”
Elizabeth set her bottom lip stubbornly. “I didn’t ask to be made this way. It wasn’t my choice. Now God wants me to do everything I can to undo the violation done to me.”
“Undo it? How?”
“That’s what I have to learn. God wants me to do this.” She really was crazy, Lillie decided. Lillie rose. “Well, nice talking to you.”
“You’re here for the same reason,” Elizabeth said. “I’ve watched you.”
“What?”
“You sometimes look… you’re no more like these others than I am. You want something more than this world. I watch your face sometimes when they’re talking about sex or basketball or some superficial thing like that, and I see the longing for more. You’re like me.”
“Not in a million years,” Lillie said, and stalked off. God, she shouldn’t let Elizabeth get to her like that. The girl was nuts.
It scared her that Elizabeth had seen that about her.
Madison and Emily came in together. “Lillie!” Madison called. “Sit with us!”
Each of the six tables had four chairs. Lillie sat down gratefully. She didn’t know Emily very well, but she knew Emily was the smartest girl here. Emily went to a private school as a scholarship student. At Andrews she’d already been taking high school biology and advanced English. Trust Madison to glue herself to a ready-made tutor. Emily, quiet and generous, would help anyone who asked. She was a slight, pale girl with a short bob so blond it was nearly white. Lillie smiled at her. Why should Madison get all the help?
Slowly, following a group of the boys, Sajelle came into the room.
Lillie jumped up. “Sajelle! Sit here!”
Madison complained, “I was saving that seat for Rebecca.”
“Well, now you’re not. Rebecca can sit someplace else.”
Sajelle sat down, frowning, chin raised. Lillie nodded at her encouragingly. From the next table Sam said, “Before Petey and Pammy start asking questions, I got some questions I want to ask them.”
“Me, too,” Rafe said, more quietly.
Pete and Pam entered from another door and stood at the front of the class, smiling. “Good morning. We found from TV broadcasts that this is how you educate your young, so we’re going to proceed this way. I hope it’s all right.”
Sam said, less stridently than before the pribir had entered, “We want to ask some questions. Is that all right?”
Pam beamed at them. “Yes, of course!”
“Why did you come to Earth?”
Pam said, “We came to spread the right way. Earth is only one of many, many planets we will go to. Pribir ships are in space for thousands of your years.”
There was a stunned silence. Thousands of years!
Madison blurted, “Then how old are you?”
Pete answered this time. “We two are only a few hundred years old, by your measure. As we told you last night, we were born for this visit, engineered for it. Once a person is born, certain things about their bodies are set forever. Other things, of course, are not. You will learn about that. But we will be mostly as we look now for all our lives.”
“How long will that be?” Madison said.
“Another several hundred years, probably.”
Jason said, “Wait a minute. You live hundreds of years and the whole point of your life is this visit to Earth? Of your whole life?”
Pete said, “What’s the point of yours?”
Jason looked puzzled. No one answered. They didn’t think, Lillie knew, about the point of their lives. Only weirdos like her did that. And Elizabeth. Most kids just lived lives. Maybe most adults did, too.
Pam said, “Our purpose is a great one. Although, we admit, we did expect there to be more of you. Seventy-two were engineered.”
What had Tara looked like?
“But we can succeed anyway,” Pam went on. “The numbers will grow over time.”
“The numbers of what?” Jessica called.
Pam smiled. “I’m getting ahead of myself. We need to start at the beginning. Let’s take a simple gene, one you already worked with on the planet. You know one protein it can code for. Who can name another one?”
An image formed in Lillie’s mind: one of the drawings she had made at Andrews and passed on to one of the constant parade of adults interviewing her. This drawing, like most of them, was a series of meaningless symbols, circles and squares and triangles and short straight lines, repeated in various sequences for anywhere from a hundred to several thousand pairs. The only thing it meant to her was that Pete and Pam could smell images to her just as well aboard the Flyer as they could on Earth, which was hardly surprising.
Pam said encouragingly, “What else can this gene encode for besides that protein?”
Lillie looked at Emily, who seemed as clueless as Lillie was.
Pam stopped smiling. “Why aren’t you answering?”
Rafe said, “We don’t know the answer.”
Pete said, “What do you mean? We don’t understand.”
Jason said, “We don’t know! How would we know? We just passed on to doctors the stuff you smelled to us.”
Pete and Pam looked at each other. When they weren’t talking to the kids, their faces went completely blank. They were smelling to each other, Lillie suddenly realized, in some way the kids couldn’t detect. Some genetic receiver they hadn’t been engineered to have. Like a secret code.
Pete said, “We know you can’t perform the genetic alterations we sent you, of course. Trained people must do that. But surely you understood the information? It’s pretty simple.”
“Simple my ass,” Jessica said.
“What do you think we are?” Sam said.
Sophie stood. “I don’t need this shit.” She started toward the door.