Tik. Tok.

the sound of the clock echoes as Ms. Gwen stares at me under her glasses. She had taken me to her office for the “private talk” she wanted.

I stare back at her. She must be thinking about how to start scolding me.

It must be about my late arrival earlier, but I figured this is a bit of a stretch. She looks like she is far more concerned about me being able to talk with Mr. Venesian.

“What do you want to talk about, Miss Gwen? I am late for my next class.” I decided to be the first person to break the silence.

“How were you...