Leon didn't call or text me all weekend.
As I waited for him to come and pick me up for school, I tried reading a book to get my mind off it. My father was perusing a newspaper beside me on the sofa but I knew he wasn't really reading. He kept glancing over to me with a small, smug smile. He probably thought Leon and I had a fight.
Frowning, I dug my cell phone from the depths of my bag. Leon hadn't contacted me to inform he wouldn't be able to pick me up. I glanced at the time. He was late.
"I'll take you to school," Dad announced, folding the paper and standing up. "Come on, Fia."
Disgruntled, I told him, "Leon's coming."
He raised his brows. "Did he say he was?"
I pressed my lips together and didn't say anything. He took it as a no. He picked up his keys from the side table and tw
