I barely make it on time to school on Thursday, because I had trouble waking up in the morning. I’m excited about the driving test though, and the record label party that’s going to follow later.
I sit down next to Noah in our first class.
“So, my parents told me I can come and stay until midnight today.”
“That’s great.” He smiles, right before Mr. James comes in.
He talks to us about teen pregnancy, the ups and downs, pros and cons, and it makes me feel weird hearing about it because hey, couldn’t he have said so earlier?
At the end of the period, he gives each of us a condom, telling us to stay safe.
“A bit too late for that.” Noah mutters under his breath as he shoves it in his wallet.
I slap him on the arm and smile, just as the bell rings, which has the entire class standing up
