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“Yes, sir.” He waved to Jo as we left the office. “Do you need to get anything?”
“Yeah.” I handed him the rope. “Can you take her?”
“I can. Will she stay in the bed of my truck?”
I nodded. “She likes going for rides.”
“Good deal. I’ll pull up to the music hall door.”
“Thanks, Richard.”
“Don’t sweat it.” He bumped me with his elbow, then led Sophie across the commons to the music hall.
Jogging to the stairs, I ran up to my classroom and slipped in quietly to gather my books and backpack.
“What happened?” Tara whispered.
“I got suspended.” I lifted my lip in a partial snarl.
“How did they know it was your goat?” She looked at me in confusion.
Victoria giggled, making me turn my head to see her. “Sucks to be you, farm-girl.”
“Miss Walker?” Senora Santos crossed her arms over her chest. “I don’t think being a disruption will help right now. Do you?”
“No, ma’am.” I turned around and left the room.
Henry
The goat was the talk of the school. Sitting at the lunch table, my friends were chattering about the end of the school and the big party our class would be throwing.
I didn’t care about that.
All I wanted was to see Miranda and make sure she was okay.
“Hey there, lover-boy.” Victoria sat beside me. “Miss me?”
“As much as I miss a boil.” I deadpanned.
She glared at me and linked our hands together. “Henry, I’m gonna need you to show me some happy love and attention.”
I sighed and took a drink of my water. “Why?”
“Here’s how this is going to work.” She leaned in. “The happier I am, the less likely I’ll make her life hell.”
“Why are you doing this?” Defeat tainted my voice.
“Because I love you and want to be with you.” She cracked open her diet soda.
“This isn’t love. This is blackmail.” I growled.
“Tomato. Tah-mah-toe.” She shrugged. “Henry, face it. We were always meant to be together. Our moms have been planning our wedding since we were infants.”
“That doesn’t make it right.” I pulled my hand back and stood up to leave and she pulled her phone out, making a call.
“Mom, he’s being difficult, especially about the farm trash.”
I sat back down in defeat. “I’ll be good.”
