Wilbur knew he should have stayed after class to check his grade with Mrs Forrester, if for no other reason than to know what his mother was going to find out when she sent her email. Instead, he got up and fled as soon as the bell rang, barely waiting around for Jon to catch up. But Jon was quick to get out of there as well, catching up before Wilbur had a chance to get very far.
"Why didn't you tell me you got your car back?" Jon asked, trying to stuff his coat through the straps of his backpack.
"I only got it back this morning. But it doesn't matter, because that bitch is gonna make me lose it again until I graduate," Wilbur said grimly.
The walk toward the cafeteria was chaotic, with students crowding around all the vending machines and the Student Store window.
"Well, if it makes you feel any better, I had no idea what the hell she was talking about either," Jon said as he slid into line to for the Student Store, oblivious to Wilbur's incredulity. Like eve