Chapter 25

Shit, shit, shit, shit.

I’m late for English Lit. Mrs. Wolken will kill me.

It was well after lunch and I guess I took more time than I realized in eating that delicious ice cream. Damn, it tasted amazing though.

I rushed to class after slamming my locker shut. In the heat of getting there, I might have gotten too excited and banged the door open, creating a grand entrance for myself and earning a scowl from the teacher along with a scolding in front of the whole class.

“Ms. Johnson!” Mrs. Wolken screeched in horror and I awkwardly winced at the sound. Seriously, what the fuck is wrong with people and screeching today?

What day is it? Screech Casey’s ear off?

I hung my head, a blush erupting from the attention I drew to myself.

“Detention!”

Now, in other schools, you have detention after school or during lunch. In my school, detention happens the second your teacher says you have it.

I begrudgingly stepped