The next morning went much the same as the first, the turned heads, giggles, and pointed fingers as she and Zoe chained their bikes up and went inside the school building. After parting ways with Zoe, Penny passed the library on her way to her homeroom and saw Rooster eyeing a little girl as she walked by with a stack of books in her arms. As she passed him, Rooster reached out and swung a fisted hand upward between her clutching hands, knocking her stack of books flying.
Penny froze in shock and anger, watching as Rooster and a few of his ever-present friends burst into laughter.
The girl’s face burned red in embarrassment as she bent down to gather her books and Rooster kicked one away from her reaching hand.
Penny was moving through the library door toward him before she knew she mea
