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“I know, I know, it’s stupid. Hell, I didn’t know she was standing behind me.”
“And ever since then?”
He glanced over. “Gives me the fucking death stare every second I’m in her class. I swear she got off on giving me a D.”
“Did you deserve a D?”
“Fuck.” He sighed. “Yeah, probably.”
“Can you have your dad call her? Maybe coming from an adult, it will hold more weight than you asking.”
He jerked his head. “You think?”
She shrugged and smiled, finally seeing some relief in his face, which made her feel better. Caden calling might do the trick. “It’s worth a shot, right?”
Trevor’s face transformed, and he jumped up from the bed and dug into his back pocket, taking out his phone. “Yeah, it might work.” He hit a button and brought the phone to his ear, smiling down at Marissa. She wasn’t sure if Caden would go for it, but they would soon find out. Trevor punched in two more digits and raised the phone to his ear. She cocked her brow.
He mouthed, “Her extension.”
Her extension? Whose extension? The teacher? Why was he calling her when she specifically suggested Caden call?
“Hey, Miss Donaldson, this is Trevor Reilly.”
He took a breath and nodded, staring at Marissa.
What was he doing?”
“Yeah, so uh…. can you talk to my mom?” The phone jutted out in front of Marissa, and she gasped. What the hell was he doing? “Trevor, no,” she snapped with a low hissing gasp.
He bent down, shoving the phone in front of her, and whispered. “Please, Riss, just talk to her.”
“What? No, I said have your dad call, not me. I’m not even related, Trev. Oh god.”
“Please Riss, she’ll like you more than dad. C’mon, please?” He pleaded with such desperation, she couldn’t say no.
She sighed and grabbed the phone from his hand, glaring at him. She cleared her throat.
“Hello.”
“Mrs. Reilly?” Oh, great, now she was going to have to lie.
“Hi, Miss Donaldson, how are you?”
“Confused.”
“I’m sorry?”
“I didn’t know Trevor had a mother.”
“Oh, um, yeah, here I am.” She gave a nervous chuckle and rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry to bother you, but Trevor explained about his D, and I wanted to call in hopes of there being an extra credit opportunity.” Trevor smiled and nodded. All his hope was riding on Marissa.
“There isn’t.”
“Oh.” She bit her lip. “I understand.”
“Look, Mrs. Reilly…”
“Please, call me Marissa.”
