I was kidding.
Kinda.
“And no time like the present,” Mr. Bro said.
I’d started to stand, and hearing the smugness in his voice sent a chill down my spine. I went slowly, but I knew I had to play ball. Courts and juvie were not things I wanted to deal with during the rest of my year.
“Is this a bad time, Kenneth?”
Kenneth.
I turned to see a woman shaking Kenneth’s hand. She looked young, but I’d guess she was five years older than me? My height, slender, sleek auburn hair. Her roots were more red than the regular mane, so it looked like she dyed it darker.
She was dressed in jeans and a white shirt, with a blue infinity scarf wrapped loosely around her neck.
Broghers was pumping her hand, his smile way too eager. “No, no,” he gushed.
I fought hard not to roll my eyes, but kudos to
