My newfound revelation earlier this morning made me fidgety as I headed for the bus. Knowing full well that I’d be sitting with Mr. Parrish the entire eleven-hour ride back to the outskirts of Vermont and having found out myself that I possessed surreptitious feelings for him, I don’t think I can do it. My legs began to quake.
“Hey, you okay?” James asked as he guided me towards the shuttle.
I looked up at him and nodded. “Yeah, all good.”
Mr. Parrish was waiting for me just inside the entrance. He offered to carry my bag and helped me up the steps of the door before James spoke.
“Take care of my girl, a’ight Mr. Parrish.” He cried, causing a wave of embarrassment to wash over my entire being.
Everybody else had already settled in. Then I saw that the seat beside Mr. Parrish had
