Ruby
The day after …
“How can you ‘not’ park a Mini in that space?” Sarah huffed, agitated after my second attempt failed and I had to reverse back again.
I growled, flustered. “It is new and I don’t want to dent it, so shut up and let me concentrate.”
A group of guys had congregated in the parking lot and were all stood by, watching with amusement.
Sarah, being her usual sassy self, applauded. “Bravo! Third time lucky. Oh, look, we have an audience.”
I turned to glare through the rear window. “So what? They all walk to school.”
Who were they to judge?
As I stepped from the car, one whooped and cheered, trying to make fun of my parking. I placed my hand on my hip, scowling at him, silently daring him to carry on.
I wasn’t in the mood today and I swear, if anyone got on the wrong s
