Pretend you heard nothing

"Yeah, undercover! That's it!" You realize. "If we don't let on that we know there's something going on, we can find out whatever we need to without someone getting suspicious!"

Nebula smiles. "OOOH! I love this kind of stuff! We'll be the biggest hits on my Truth To The Masses Blog!"

You hold out your hands for her to settle down. "Uh, let's just focus on finding out what's going on first."

"Oh, yeah, right," Nebula says, slightly embarrassed. "I got a little ahead of myself there."

The two of you straighten up before heading back to Chris. She seems to be standing alone in the hallway frantically texting to someone.

"Everything okay?" You ask.

Chris' head darts up. "Huh? Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I'm just a little jumpy from this weirdo writing porn about us. I'm giving Dana and some of the other girls a heads-up."

"I'm sure you are," Nebula says with skepticism.

Chris shoots her a glare. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means that I'm sure you're warning them and not filling them in on your plan," Nebula explains.

"My plan?" Chris asks. "What are you going on about now?"

You push past Nebula to steal Chris' attention. "Don't listen to her, Chris. Her paranoia's getting the better of her again. Let's just go home and try to relax."

Chris gives one final glare at Nebula before giving you a concerned look. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I'm going home. Be careful, Sam."

"You too," you say. Once Chris is out of earshot, you turn around to Nebula. "Are you nuts?! Are you trying to let everyone know that we're onto them?"

"How else are we supposed to find out more information?" Nebula asks.

"By being sneaky!" You hiss. "That's the point of 'undercover!' Cops don't go into bars and announce to gangsters that they're cops!"

"They don't?" Nebula asks. "But that have to say if they're cops!"

"That's not a real...never mind! We can't just announce that we're investigating a conspiracy! We need to lay low!"

Nebula pouts, somehow looking extremely cute as she does so. "Okay, fine. We'll do it the boring way."

It's almost eerie how much she sounds like Dana. "Okay, look, let's coordinate tonight and find out what the plan is for class tomorrow. If it's not cancelled, we come to school and try to talk to our friends. If it is, we'll try to organize a hangout and pry what we can from conversations."

Nebula nods. "Gotcha! We'll stay in radio contact until Nine-Zero-Bravo tomorrow morning!"

"What are you talking about?" You ask.

"Code names! We can't let any drones or spies know what we're saying!"

"...or we can just call and text each other."

"And let more government spies listen to our plans? I thought you wanted to be sneaky!"

You're beginning to wonder how Nebula gets anything done when she's this paranoid. "Just call me tomorrow, and we'll organize a fun get-together with our friends! It's that simple!"

"Oh...okay! See you tomorrow!"

Nebula cheerfully runs to the parking lot towards her car. You sigh and follow her, eager to get home and just relax.