Weird. She was weird. They all thought it. Some clearly felt threatened or course and reverted to the British comprehensive school version of Mean Girls. She didn’t seem to care. But some liked her weirdness, admired it even. In the identikit world of the school, she stood out and that was something. She was starting to get a group around her. They hadn’t gone full refusnik yet but they watched her on her phone. Tapping. Swiping. Searching. The looked in wonder as her fingers danced over the keyboard. And then back at their own device with its simple AI avatar.