"No, no," Peter shook his head perhaps too enthusiastically. "I'm ready to go." The last thing he wanted was to hang around outside of the high school, where at any second one of the other kids might realize what he was up to and come up to tease him for it. He reached up to grasp the strap of his backpack and pull it tighter around his shoulder. Then he gestured with one hand for her to lead the way.