Not that I expected anyone else to like it. Zeke and Kenny basically had a rule about hating everything I did. And now I had to worry about what Matty was going to say too.

Or maybe he wouldn’t say anything, because he’d be too busy figuring out how I was going to wind up under a bus after school. Either way, I wasn’t looking forward to this.

The crits for digital art worked a little differently than the others. When you finished your assignment, you used your password to load it onto the school’s computer. Then Mr. Crawley could pull it up and put it on the big screen at the front of the room for everyone to see.

And the reason I’m telling you this is because it was the one thing I didn’t think about ahead of time.

Back when Matty and I were trying to get rid of that fake RAFE K page of Zeke and Kenny’s, I told him my password. It didn’t seem like a big deal when I did it. I figured if there was one person at school I could trust, it was Matty.

And that might have been the biggest mistake I made all year.

“Okay, Rafe, let’s see what you have for us,” Mr. Crawley said when my turn came up. “What’s the name of your piece?”

“Kid in Wall,” I said. (What can I say? Titles just aren’t my thing.)

Mr. Crawley punched a couple of keys on his laptop and pulled up my file. But instead of Kid in Wall, this is what came on the screen instead:

The whole computer lab went totally quiet. Nobody laughed. Nobody whispered. I don’t even think anyone breathed.

At least, not for the first ten seconds or so.

After that, I couldn’t tell you, because I’d already walked out of the room.