They were supposed to be taking Beth out today for a picnic. Had something happened to mom? Or dad? Or my baby sister, Beth? My parents had taken some time off work this week together to de-stress from what had been a crazy summer. I was shaking now from a spike of adrenaline and I could barely hear anything over the sound of my own blood rushing in my ears. Whatever news was out in that hall, they weren’t going to tease me about it. But like me, they sensed that wasn’t what this was about. This was usually the part where the class would ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ about how much trouble I was in. “Can you come with me, please? Grab your things.” Her eyes were wary, sympathetic, and I immediately wanted to back away from her and whatever it was she was here to tell me. She took a step towards me and I felt my heart leap into my throat. Shaw’s voice snapped my gaze back to her in surprise. Evans, and sure enough, through the gap in the door, I could see two deputies waiting out in the hall. Shocked, I turned to look back at the door as Ms. “Whoa,” Dru muttered under her breath and I looked at her, frowning. What was the principal doing in our class? That could only signal trouble. Get up here.”Ī knock at the door put a halt to Kyle’s groan of acquiescence.
“That was actually a rhetorical question, Kyle. I rolled my eyes, refusing to turn around even though I could feel the heat of his gaze on the back of my neck. Evans,” Kyle replied with impudent swagger. The class tittered and Dru shot me an accusing look. Ramsey, would you care to come up to the board and answer this question, or would you prefer to remain behind Jocelyn so you can kick her chair some more?” Mom and dad wouldn’t be happy with me if I failed a class the first semester into freshman year. I really should have been paying attention because I sucked at math. Evans scribbled another equation on the board. Instead, I watched her as she sat beside me drawing a million tiny love hearts in the corner of her notebook as Mr. Kyle Ramsey was kicking the back of my chair to get my attention, but he’d been kicking my best friend’s, Dru, chair yesterday and I didn’t want to upset her.
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