“How are you liking Longhorn County so far?” she bats her fake eyelashes.
“I don’t.”
“Me either, I can’t wait to get the fuck out of here. I’m having a party on Saturday and you’re on the VIP list.”
“Really? What makes me so special?”
“Do you really have to ask?”
She slides her hand up my thigh. I grab her wrist to stop her from touching my dick.
“Keep your hands to yourself.” I flick her hand away.
“We can find somewhere private after the assembly.”
I don’t bother to provide her with a response.
“Good Morning. May I have everyone’s attention, please,” Principal Taylor announces into a microphone from the podium.
The students continue their loud chatter. Sheriff Andy steps up to speak, guiding Principal Taylor to the side.
“So are you coming?” she asks.
“Sure.”
More than likely Cin will be there too, which means I’m definitely going.
“Good. Starts at ten. Maybe you’ll get lucky.”
“Mouths shut and eyes forward,” the sheriff shouts.
That pronouncement officially silences everyone in the auditorium.
“Thank you, Sheriff Andy.” Principal Taylor takes his spot behind the podium again. “A very disturbing report was brought to my attention early this morning, regarding vandalism at McKinley High School over the winter break.”
The senior class erupts in cheers.
“Quiet! This is a very serious matter. The perpetrators will be caught and prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. I implore anyone with information pertaining to this incident to see me immediately.”
The principal hands the microphone to the sheriff.
“An investigation is underway, and it will continue until those who are responsible are found.”
The sheriff hands the microphone back to the principal.
“Though the new year started off on a negative note, I’m optimistic that the school year will end on a positive one. You are dismissed to go to second period, which will begin in a few minutes.”
I stand, walking towards the exit, dismissing what’s-her-name. Josh pops up at my side.
“Keep your fucking mouth shut,” he says.
“And if I don’t?” I ask.
“I’ll make your life a living hell.”
I blow him a kiss. “My life is already a living hell.”
My eyes have constantly drifted to the entrance of the cafeteria for the last fifteen minutes. Art hasn’t made an appearance yet. Maybe he decided to skip lunch. So far Art and I only have first period together, but he could still be in one of my afternoon classes. I sit at the table with the crew.
