Eighteen
Holly
Fay walks into my office Monday morning, a smile on her face. Seems to me everyone thinks I’m Mary Poppins this morning, the way they’re all smiling at me with their eyes lit up.
“Today’s seniors coming in are Phoenix and Sedona Bailey. Do you want me to call Austin, or maybe pencil him in during fourth period? I didn’t know, since you said you wanted the parents to attend whenever possible.” She taps the tip of her pencil on her notepad as though she’ll need to write this down to remember it.
“Um…” I think for a moment. Austin in my office. Not a good idea. Especially after the Buzz Wheel article and the fact he hasn’t left my mind all weekend. I kind of hoped for a text last night saying he’s got the condoms and he’s ready to roll, but one never came. “See if he’s avai
