I was furious and ground my hands into fists, forcing back the words I wanted to say.
"No, thanks. I've got to get to school." I grabbed my backpack from the dining table and ran out the back door.
At the bottom of the stairs, I remembered I hadn't fed Gatsby.
No way was I going back in there, though. He'd be okay.
Maybe my dad was right. I'd be glad to see him go because it meant he'd take Viv with him.
I crossed the yard, making my way to Professor Pops' house. I hoped he was home. I needed to explain the tea situation.
Hopefully, he could get some more from Kenmei. Seconds after I knocked on the door,
Bart answered.
He wore dark jeans and a white button-down shirt. His blond hair was still a little damp, probably from a shower.
"Hey, Snow. Come on in."
"Thanks." I step
