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“I have no intentions in touching it. Ever.”
“Can you bring the other kid in?” the cop asked.
Jenkins nodded and picked up his phone. I listened as he spoke with the superintendent. As soon as Alex got in here, the cop was going to have to hold me back. I couldn’t fucking believe he would do something so shady.
Actually.
I could.
What the hell did that say about me?
Before I could figure it all out though, I saw movement out in the main office, just as my parents came toward the principal’s office.
Dad looked pissed.
Mom looked devastated.
I stood up just as they reached the door, Dad allowing Mom to walk in before him. “It
wasn’t mine.”
“Sit down, Porter,” Dad said. I wasn’t sure if he was dismissing my statement or…well, he was dismissing my statement. “Surely you have not questioned my teenaged son without his parents.” This was directed at Jenkins. Mom moved to sit in the chair next to me, but Dad continued to stand.
“Mr. and Mrs. Prescott? I’m Sheriff Stevens.” The cop held his hand out for my dad to shake, which he did. “There hasn’t been any formal questioning, no. Your son here is pretty passionate about it not being his, giving the name of another student who it could belong to. Porter has offered to provide samples to at least prove he hasn’t taken the drugs.”
“I wasn’t intending—” I started, but Mom stopped me by putting her hand on my arm and giving me a warning look with just her eyes.
It was just about the only time I’d even been truly intimidated by her.
“Let me guess. The other student is Alex?” Dad asked Jenkins.
“I am not at liberty to discuss that with you, Mr. Prescott. I’m sorry.” Jenkins resumed that steepled-hand gesture again.
Dad looked to me. “Porter?”
“He tried stuffing it in my locker and I took it out, telling him I wasn’t holding it for him. He must have gotten back in my locker after I left for class.”
“You have cameras. That was the big referendum vote four years ago. Did you pull up video?” Dad asked Jenkins, turning his attention back to the principal.
“That particular camera was not working, no.” Still, Jenkins sat behind his fingertips. Did the guy not realize it did nothing for his image?
I watched as the muscles clenched in Dad’s jaw before he turned to the cop. “Can we take him down to the station?”
“Yes, Mr. Prescott. I will be sure to let them know you will be on your way. I’m sorry for all the trouble.” The cop shifted and I stood, Mom standing after me. I glanced back at Jenkins before Dad waved me over to leave the room.
Stuffing my hands in my pockets, I mentally prepared myself for what was to come.
Even if they believed me, even if it were proved that I wasn’t lying, there was no way this one was sitting well with dad.
No way in hell.
***
I was slowly becoming accustomed to silent car rides with my parents. Even though the afternoon played out in my favor, I knew Dad was stewing.
When we first arrived at the station, we were told that Alex denied the allegations. Therefore, the blood panel would be the best course of action for now. However, before we left, Sheriff Stevens arrived and stated that Alex did, in fact, confess to everything, and that another computer at the school had an alternate angle, both of which confirmed my story.
However, in some stupid twist of Jenkins’s mind, because the weed was found in my locker, for sake of school safety, I was considered to be guilty of possession and was suspended for the remaining part of the week.
