Junior Year is Hell by Claire Corvey

Author:Claire Corvey [Corvey, Claire]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance, paranormal, high school, small town, investigator, Michigan, Tarot, dreams, demons
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2018-06-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

I wasn’t feeling like a lucky chick at lunchtime. I listened with astonishment and then with a whole lot of righteous anger as Ms. Anders told the staff Rushton High Reports was no longer going to be published, upon the direct instructions of the principal, Mr. Bellamy.

“Why?” Tom and Tessa demanded in unison.

“Mr. Bellamy believes the paper consumes too many of the school’s limited resources.” Ms. Anders’ voice was flat.

“That’s bull—that’s not true!” Jeremy protested. “We don’t use anything except copy paper and the occasional printer cartridge.”

“And,” I added, “we could pay for it ourselves if we need to. We’ll sell a couple ads. I bet All Ground Up would buy some ad space. I have some connections through my after-school job too, and Mr. Black wouldn’t care if I contacted advertisers and—”

“Lauren, Tom, Tessa, Jeremy, Mr. Bellamy has made it clear that, no matter what, we are not to spend any time at school on this paper, nor publish it here anymore.” Ms. Anders gave me a pointed look. The light bulb went on over my head. Again. All the stress in my life was making me slow.

“We could—”

“Publish it somewhere else!” Jeremy finished. “We have to publish, Ms. Anders. My story about the football team is stellar.”

I shook my head but didn’t say what I was thinking. Jeremy was going to be diagnosed with narcissistic personality disorder someday.

“Mr. Bellamy’s timing seems odd, doesn’t it?” Ember spoke for the first time since the meeting started.

Everyone looked at her.

“I mean, Lauren’s written this great memorial-tribute article about Mr. Wright. It is great. She had me proofread it in study hall. But suddenly, we have no paper to publish this great article about the deceased principal because the new principal is shutting it down.”

“Good point.” Ms. Anders appeared to ponder the matter for a moment. “I hadn’t considered that aspect of the situation. Well.” She turned to me. “Lauren, are you working for Mr. Black this afternoon? No. You have your special detention, don’t you?”

“I work tomorrow after school. Although we got a dog, so I’m going to go home and then to work, because Mr. Black said I could bring Duke to work with me so he can ‘accompany me safely home.’ ” Mr. Black had been thrilled when I’d called him about the doggie addition to our little family. He’d told me Duke was perfectly welcome at the office, as long as he behaved “in an appropriate and courtly manner.”

“I believe I’ll stop by the newspaper office tomorrow afternoon, then,” Ms. Anders said. “Don’t worry, everyone. We’ll figure this out. But let’s keep it on the down-low.”

Jeremy manfully smothered a snort at Ms. Anders’ attempt to talk our talk. We all left to see if we could get some lunch before classes started again.

Ember and I hit the vending machines for juice and granola bars and took the meager foodstuffs outside to talk in private. We sat down in the shade of an ancient oak tree. I drew in a deep breath.

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