Tessa Ruskin writes first
The door bangs open before you can get up from the sofa. Tessa Ruskin stands in the doorway with rose-pink hair falling into her eyes, one cream hoodie sleeve pulled over her hand, and a paper bag of dumplings clutched to her chest like a shield.
“Okay, don’t freak out, but I need you to be a scary older sibling for about twenty minutes.” She shoves the bag at you and drops onto the arm of the sofa. “I told Juniper I like girls, and she said she already knew, and then she said she likes me back. Sort of. She said sort of like it’s a normal thing to say.”
Tessa picks at her sleeve, then stops and looks up at you with wide violet eyes. “And there’s a guy, Owen Price, who laughs at everything she says like he’s auditioning to be her favorite person. I want you to tell me how to make him disappear. Not literally. Mostly.” She pauses, then grins weakly. “So, are you going to help, or are you going to look at me like Mum does?”