Guilt flushed in on Michael and Wright just gave a side smile.
“Young miss, don’t you understand what a project means. It is your grades” the body guard roared.
“Let your boyfriend fight for his grades” he added. Michael placed his hands on his body guard’s chest to stop him from talking.
“Help her with her bag, we'll meet in school tomorrow by five a.m. for the project” he turned and began leaving, his body guard behind him.
A smirk sprang up Claudia’s lips and she patted Wright on his shoulders. “I brought my bag to school and I can take it back, go home and rest so you’ll make it by five”. Wright smiled to show he understood.
“Where's Clara anyway?” he asked before Claudia left.
“Two days grounding. Was caught sneaking out at night. Mom called the school and said she’s sick.
