I got to Gee’s house and heard yelling from inside. I got out of my car and hurried up to the front door. Luckily, they must’ve forgotten to lock it with all the chaos. I stepped inside and followed the sounds of the voices.
“You are leaving for boarding school first thing tomorrow morning and that’s final!” Donald yelled.
“No! I won’t go!” Gee screamed.
“Well you certainly aren’t staying here with that punk boy, nothing but bad things has happened since he came around,” Donald said. “And you are far too young to be with a boy like him. He is reckless and bad, you could find a boy who is so much better.”
I ran into Gee’s room, seeing Gee sitting on his bed while his parents packed his clothes into a suitcase. He was still wearing his red plaid skirt with a black sweater and black thigh
