Page 83 of My Rules for Revenge
“I’m sorry, but I don’t want to talk about those things.”
Heather remained quiet and hung her head.
“Well, fair enough. That’s your choice, and I’ll respect it.”
She got off the desk and walked back to the teacher’s desk to continue counting money. She forced my hand.
“Okay, fine. I’ll tell you the reason why,” I said.
“It’s okay—you don’thave to.”
“It’s because of a boy. I’ve been getting too close to a boy. I know it’s horrible that I’ve been blowing you off for a guy, but I really like him,” I explained.
Heather’s mouth was agape, and she struggled to hide her shock.
“You… You’ve been hanging out with a guy?”
“Yes.”
Heather’s eyes widened.
“That’s why you asked us about that stuff when we went to see that movie,” Heather pointed out.
“That’s correct.”
“Does he go to this school?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to say who it is?”
“Honestly, no.”
“Wow! I want to know, but okay. That’s cool. I won’t pry.”
“Thank you,” I said.
“A deal’s a deal. I’ll make you the co-president.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, why not? I have the power; I might as well use it. You’re practically a valedictorian. You deserve it, I guess.”
I ran towards Heather and hugged her tightly.
“You’re squishing me.”
“Thank you, Heather. Thank you, thank you, thank you. This is going to be amazing for my college applications.”
“There’s no need to thank me.”
I let go and smiled at her. She awkwardly reciprocated.
“So, what do I do as co-president?”
“Uh, well. I’m not sure. I’ll have to give you some responsibilities, I guess.”
“Yes, please do. I want to help.”
