Right?
I’m halfway to Harris’s office when someone blocks my path.
“Mr. Hall.” I jump back in surprise.
He takes a step forward, his shoes kissing my pumps. “Miss J, where are you off to in a hurry?”
“My next class.” I glance behind him. “Excuse me.”
“Your next class is that way.” He points in the opposite direction.
I freeze, my fingers tightening over my books.
He smirks at me. “Want me to walk you there?”
I shoot a longing glance at the principal’s office and paste a smile on my face. “It’s fine. I’ll walk by myself.”
Turning abruptly, I shuffle in the direction of the classroom. Theodore Hall’s eyes linger on me and, when I turn around, he smiles.
A shudder wracks through me.
I have a bad feeling about that kid.
* * *
In third period, my concentration is shot.
Screw it.
I need to find out what happened to Zane.
As soon as class is over, I text Cadence.
I heard about the fight. Are the boys okay?
She answers back immediately.
Cadence: They got sent home for the day.
I type back.
Since when do the boys get punished?
Cadence: They started a fight in the hallway in plain view of everyone. There were too many witnesses. Harris had to give them something.
I chew on my bottom lip, debating whether I should text Zane.
In the end, I choose against it.
Better not to confuse things by reaching out.
My scandal has spread to the teachers now. The lounge goes silent when I walk in. My co-workers break out of huddles and stare at me. I remain frozen in the doorway, my stomach churning with nerves. After a few deep breaths, I walk in and take my seat around the desk.
It’s fine.
I can live like this.
I’m here for Sloane, not to make friends.