Chapter 4
I knew I shouldn’t be mad, but I couldn’t help being frustrated. Being stuck with another commitment all winter wasn’t really in my plans, even if it was only once a week. I stomped off the bus, doing my best to take out my irritation on the snow packed into the ground, instead of taking it out on the kids.
Everyone lined up next to the lodge, well as much as high school kids would line up. I followed the crowd and stood with Rich and Amber, the other teachers working with the ski club. I didn’t know either of them well, but their appearance told me both were avid skiers and wouldn’t be needing lessons like I was. God, I hated being the worst one in a group.
The hollow sound of someone clapping gloved hands together echoed behind me. I spun to face the coordinator and, of cour
