Wildseed Witch by Marti Dumas

Author:Marti Dumas
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Abrams
Published: 2022-05-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

PLANS AND PROMISES

“Feel better?” Dee asked.

We had just crossed from hot and humid to cool and dry, so I was feeling pretty good, but I would have been, anyway.

“Yeah,” I said. “I feel way better.”

“Me, too,” Dee said.

“You, too? What were you feeling bad about?”

“My mom,” Dee said.

“Oh!” I laughed. “I thought you were about to say something about Miss LaRose. I was gonna say, ‘Ignore her. She only has one vote.’ That can’t stop you from getting your charm, right? But your mom, that’s different. What’s happening with her?”

“One teacher can vote you out,” Dee said. “It has to be unanimous.”

“Oh.”

“And that is the thing that’s going on with my mom. My mom is Miss LaRose.”

Dee kept talking. I had to blink back my shock. Her mom was Miss LaRose. I mean, LaRose—Demi-Rose. I guess it made sense. And I guess it also explained why Miss LaRose was so hard on her. She probably expected her to be perfect. But still, wow. I did not see that coming.

Dee had never talked this much, and I didn’t want her to stop. She told me about how Grandmé Annette had stopped talking to her mom when her mom started working at the school. Dee never stopped visiting Grandmé Annette, though, and now she basically had to choose between them, but she didn’t want to because she loved them both.

“That’s rough,” I said when Dee had been quiet a while.

Dee shrugged.

It was cool to have Dee talking to me for real, like about what was going on with her and stuff, like we were actual friends. So I let her talk the whole way back to school even though all I could really think about was how incredibly dope my YouTube channel was going to be and I would have liked nothing better than to spill my plan to Dee right then and there. I was cool, though. Dee and I stayed together until we got to the third-floor landing. The teachers lived on the fourth floor. That’s where Dee was going the other night—to her room in her mom’s apartment. Dee gave me a smile before she slipped up the next set of stairs. I smiled back, wondering if it would be a good or bad thing if my mother was a teacher at my school. There were so many ways that could go wrong. I felt sorry for Dee, but at least she knew where everything was. At least she didn’t need anybody to tell her the rules.

Angelique must have walked back to campus just like Dee and I did, but there was no sign of her, even as I slipped back to my own room. But I had my own stuff to deal with. Now that I wasn’t trying to listen to Dee, my brain was all about MakeupontheCheapCheap.

I plopped on my bed, pulled out my list from where I had shoved it under my pillow, and, with Othello curled up in my lap and my cell flashlight propped up next to me, I got to work making some serious lists.

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