Evie

"Are you mad?" Her voice went up. "I can't imagine how you'd offer to be a substitute principal for your grandma. It makes no sense, Evie!"

Matt sighed. He had said the same thing just yesterday when I told him the news. Now Ellie was loosing her shit over it.

"It's not as bad as you make it." I shrugged.

Ellie's eyes widened as if I had just read out from a cursed book to resurrect a demonic entity to enslave humanity.

"Can you hear yourself? You're a 25-year old woman who is giving up most of her life to handle a school. Who will hold my hair up...