Noel
The next day, Roman didn’t waste any time. First thing in the morning, he went straight to the principal’s office. I wasn’t with him—I figured it would look better that way—but I was nervous the entire time. I knew Roman, though. He wasn’t one to back down, especially when he had a point to prove. Later, he caught up with me near my locker, and the look on his face said it all.
“It’s done,” he said simply, leaning casually against the metal doors.
“What’s done?” I played dumb, closing my locker.
Roman smirked. “The principal saw the clip. Bryan, Bridget, and the rest of their little group? They’re screwed.”
I blinked, letting it sink in. “He promised to punish them?”
“Yeah. Principal Thompson isn’t exactly one to let things slide when there’s video evidence. I mean, co
