More laughter came.
“Quiet!” Mr. Whitmore yelled.
I opened my eyes and found Blake standing next to Mr. Whitmore. The girls in the front row rested their heads on their hands, staring at him. He turned around and walked to the door.
“My classes are important, Mr. Leaf.”
“I’m just the messenger. Take it up with the principal.”
“Principal?” I yelled, which caused another fit of laughter.
Blake smiled as he walked out of the classroom.
I picked up my bag as Mr. Whitmore held out my note. I’d never been to a principal’s office before. Why did the principal have to send the note via Blake? Was Dad okay?
My mind reeled with scenarios when I took the note out of Mr. Whitmore’s hand and walked out.
I’d been to the office. I knew more or less where it was.
The door clicking behind me made me jump. Laughter came from my left. Blake leaned against the wall like an Adonis.
“It’s not funny. I still need to figure out where his office is?”
“Relax, would you?” He grabbed the note out of my hand, rolled it up into a ball, and aimed for the trash can a few feet away from us against the opposite wall.
It plopped inside. Was there anything this guy couldn’t do?
He picked up his backpack and walking fast to the school’s entrance.
“Why would you do that?”
“The principal isn’t looking for you. Let’s go.”
I stopped as he carried on walking.
“If you don’t hurry, the principal will find you, Elena.”
I didn’t know why I ran to catch up with him. What was this idiot getting me into?
He pushed the school doors—that should be locked—open and stepped outside.
I followed him, more like running behind him.
“That was you?” I grabbed his arm and pulled him to the side of the building as we made it out. “You trying to get me into shit?”
“I enjoy hanging out with you.”
“I don’t care. This is not what I do. If my dad finds out about this, finds out about you, he will ground me for life.”
Blake chuckled.
“It’s not funny.”
“It’s a bit funny?” He showed with his two fingers apart.
“No, it’s not. Your parents might be lenient, but mine isn’t.”
“Oh, mine beats the living crap out of me,” he said.
