Farrah rolled her eyes. She'd gotten in big trouble that day she'd gone to see her mama and then spent the day with Jason, not that they knew she'd been with a boy! She'd been really surprised when she got home and found her mama talking to her dad. Apparently the only thing they could agree on was that she was grounded.
Chase raised his eyebrow and frowned.
"I promise, daddy!"
Amelia pushed her glasses up further on her nose. "That's right, Amelia Landgraab. Nice to meet you."
Arturo hurried up to the girls. "Sorry, I'm late!" he said. "Are you guys ready?"
"Well, I think that it would help keep students out of trouble," Eva offered.
Amelia wrote it down. "That's a good one."
Arturo grimaced. "I don't know how I'd be able to manage all my homework and the debate club if I had to work on top of it all!"
Eva grinned. "Yeah, but not all students are into the after school activities.. like my sister, Farrah. While I work on homework or the Debate Club, she meets her friends at the pool or the beach to tan. Think of how much more productive she could be if it was required."
Arturo tapped his finger against his lip. "Yeah, but not everyone that is required to do something are going to do it... you're required to go to school, but some students still skip..."
Amelia sighed as she began to erase the list they had so far, "This is going to take forever, isn't it?"
Devon nudged him. "Yes! At least go over and talk to her. I've seen her here before!"
Not like his usual type had worked out very well for him...
The woman stuck her hand out and shook his hand. "Sandra Goth, I'm a huge fan." She cleared her throat, "Umm.. Hi, I'm up here," she teased.
Chase jerked his gaze up from the small tattoo between her breast, reddening with embarrassment. "Sorry! I just... sorry," he mumbled.
"So you write your own stuff?" Sandra was asking him.
"No, I love talking about music!" Sandra said. "Maybe we could continue this conversation over dessert, though?"
In the background, Devon did a victory fist pump.
This had to have been the best day ever. She'd gossiped with Michelle about her sister, made-out on the couch for what felt like hours with Jason and now everyone was hanging on her every word! "...and I said, 'You're not my mom, I can do what I want!'"
Michelle gasped, "What'd she say?"
Farrah paused dramatically and inhaled on her cigarette, building the suspense. As she blew out her breathe, she laughed scornfully, "Nothing! What was she going to say?"
"She might say that she's going to tell Dad," someone said from the doorway.
"We were just going," Michelle said quickly, walking away with Jason.
"Yeah, we were just leaving!" Jason added.
"Mind your own business!" Farrah snapped, abruptly stopping Eve's lecture. "You're not the boss of me! I can make my own decisions!"
"Yeah, and you're doing such a great job of that..." Eva said caustically as she headed inside. "Quit smoking!" she threw over her shoulder. "It's a disgusting habit and you're going to get addicted!"
"You're going to get addicted," Farrah parroted her sister as she sneered. "Am not!" she called after her bossy sister.
"Yeah, call me sometime," she said as she rooted through her purse for a pen. Then, grabbing his hand, she wrote her number on his palm. "Don't lose it..." she said with a wink as she sauntered off.