Tessa’s POV
The next day
“We should send flowers to Miss Peabody. I hear she fell ill.”
“Maybe we can get everyone to sign a card as well!”
I heard the murmurs of students as I put my things in my locker and I frowned at Ruby who leaned against her own locker, watching as those students walked by.
“What’s going on?” I asked her, obviously, I had missed something while I’d been so wrapped up with Joseph.
“Miss Peabody is sick. I guess she’s out for the rest of the semester,” Ruby explained.
“What?” I gasped. “Who’s going to be teaching her writing course?”
Miss Peabody would have been our writing professor if Joseph hadn’t come along and offered his special writing course. Her classroom was right next to his and she’s worked at this school for years. We always joked that she was imm
