Chapter Twenty Five-
Frankie
My student-teacher conference is during my lunch period today. Sawyer wanted to come early, but after getting messages from Gwen and Corduroy telling me that the buzz about me had died down, I assured Sawyer I would be fine. I’ve made it through most of the day with no issues except the occasional whispers and spray paint of the word ‘Carrie’ on my locker.
However, I also haven’t had a class with Mason yet. The next one is with Jonis and Laila, so it should be bearable so long as I make it to the classroom with no complications.
I open my locker and switch my books out quickly, keeping my head down and books to my chest as I walk down the hall. The closer I hold them to me, the harder it is to smack them out of my hands. Kids walk past me, but I weave throu
