Confessions of a Queen B* (2015)
“Carpenter, I know you desperately want to be elected Teacher of the Year by the student body, but supplying alcohol to students and partying with them on the weekend is not the way to do it.”
The Eastline Spy March, Sophomore Year Eight a.m. came and went because I decided to sleep in on Saturday. It was a little past nine before I finally looked up Brett’s address.
He lived in my neighborhood, just two streets away from me.
How did I not know that?
I got dressed, remembering his request to... keep the outfit G-rated and settling for a pair of jeans and a button-down shirt. Since he was so close, I decided it would be better to walk than drive. The last thing I wanted was for someone to see my car parked in front of his house. Just drop the doll off, and I was done.
Except he didn’t answer the door. A young girl who looked a lot like him did.
“Is Brett here?” I asked, fully expecting to find out he was still in bed, or worse, had bailed on me.
“Yeah, he’s in the den with the twins.”MoreLess
The Eastline Spy March, Sophomore Year Eight a.m. came and went because I decided to sleep in on Saturday. It was a little past nine before I finally looked up Brett’s address.
He lived in my neighborhood, just two streets away from me.
How did I not know that?
I got dressed, remembering his request to... keep the outfit G-rated and settling for a pair of jeans and a button-down shirt. Since he was so close, I decided it would be better to walk than drive. The last thing I wanted was for someone to see my car parked in front of his house. Just drop the doll off, and I was done.
Except he didn’t answer the door. A young girl who looked a lot like him did.
“Is Brett here?” I asked, fully expecting to find out he was still in bed, or worse, had bailed on me.
“Yeah, he’s in the den with the twins.”MoreLess
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