Tara, by sheer force of will, kept from blushing and, instead, held up her hand and flipped him the bird … because she was feeling super mature. Tucker winked at her with a big grin, knowing he’d just ticked her off. She was finding that he really did enjoy poking her. Tara sighed and turned. She held her hand high in the air to the rest of the students who were whistling and catcalling and gave them her flipped-off greeting as well. They could all suck it. Was she being ridiculous and overreacting to his stupid declaration? Yes. Did she particularly care at that moment? Not a bit. She might feel a tiny bit of remorse later, but she’d cross that bridge when she got there.
She focused on getting to her locker without tripping over her feet or the flat floor. She wasn’t naturally clumsy, bu
