“Lenny,” I admit, not realizing my slip-up. “I don’t have classes with him. Not yet, anyway.”
“Len,” Elijah coughs beside me. “She means Mr. Len.”
“Oh,” I flush, noting my mistake. Damn you, Ariah. “Sorry. It’s hard to keep up with so many new names.”
“Hm. Did he say where he got it from?” When I shake my head, she carries on, “Looks like one of the students is trying to prank you. This tactic has been used before, I’m afraid. Students pass on notes to teachers, claiming they’re from another teacher and such.” Her lips thin with annoyance, turning to Elijah. “Why don’t you walk Miss Woods back to her dorm? I’ve got another student to tend to.”
“Sure.” Elijah pulls a face as she slams the door shut. He glances at me. “So, who do you think is responsible?”
Valerie, probably. “No idea,”
