“I got lucky for once—my folks didn’t say a word about my coming home after midnight. My mom must’ve gone to bed early, like she usually does, and my old man was either sleeping off a pint of Four Buds or didn’t give a shit, or both. The last warning bells were already ringing as I grabbed my books out of my locker and took off down the hall for homeroom. I was on a roll, starting to do good in school, I didn’t need another detention slip for being tardy. So guess who I almost knocked over as I ...barrel-assed around the corridor? “Roy!” Darlene meowed, smiling up at me like butter wouldn’t melt in her lying mouth. “You almost knocked me right off my feet.” “Sorry,” I said, real brusquely, picking up her books, which I’d knocked over. “I’ve got to get a move on, I don’t want to be late, I’ve already seen Mr. Boyle too many times this year,” I told her impatiently, as I shoved the books into her arms. I started off down the hall but she grabbed me by the elbow, stopping me.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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