43. Sexy and I Know It

I don’t know what’s worse, the deputy principal pulling me out of class to check my locker, the fact that this is all due to a tip off from my own parents, or the fact that it’s my favourite teacher — Ms. Fernandez — looking through my locker, the disappointment on her face unhidden.

Then the next worst possible thing that can happen does.

The bell for lunch rings and the hallway floods with students.

And here I am, flanked by two teachers checking my locker for drugs.

The embarrassment I could be feeling right now is buried beneath shades and shades of anger. The only thing I can think about is how I’m going to make this right and watch Maria writhe in this same murk she has me grovelling in.

My parents have shown a complete loss of trust in me.

I thought I felt alone before, but not to this extent.

I’m completely alone and