CHAPTER SEVEN
Bryce didn’t comment the entire drive back towards school, but it wasn’t a long drive until I turned the engine off.
A group of students stood just outside the school’s doors. Some smoked, some just chatted.
“There’s Yerling,” Bryce noted and gestured towards the door. Sure enough, Yerling and his posse stood amongst the group.
I sat back with the keys in my hand. I wasn’t sure I wanted to be around for whatever was going to happen.
Leisha had moved to the door handle, but she paused and waited for us.
“Go,” I said briskly and she left. Bryce and I both watched as Chad stepped to the front of the group. He threw his cigarette to the ground and watched my car. His eyes trailed to Leisha, but he let her pass without a second look.
He still looked bloodied. A large bruise
