Revenge of the Red Club by Kim Harrington

Author:Kim Harrington
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Aladdin
Published: 2019-10-21T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17

I STOOD OUTSIDE THE GYM, nervously wringing the strap of my backpack in my hand.

Cee strolled up with her own bag slung over her shoulder. Her crimson Harvard sweatshirt hung low over her black leggings.

“You can’t wear leggings anymore,” Camille said.

Stella snorted. “It’s not a school day. And we’re not going to be seen anyway.”

“We hope,” I muttered.

“Are you sure Janitor Mike isn’t working today?” Cee asked.

Stella rolled her eyes. “Yes, I’m sure. It’s Saturday, for one. And he worked late last night. He had to lock up after the dance committee did their cleaning.”

Camille shifted her bag from one shoulder to the other. “If he locked up, how are we going to get in?”

Stella started walking and we fell in line, following her along the perimeter of the school. “Because I’m the head of the dance committee, and even though I wasn’t allowed to participate in the dance, I was still allowed to clean up,” she said bitterly. “And I left a way for us to get in.”

She stopped by a metal door. I’d never been on this side of the school. It faced the woods, which I found creepy. I always went in and out of the main entrance or the side. I hadn’t even known this back door to the gym existed.

Stella reached out and pulled the door open. A tiny stick had been lodged in the bottom corner, keeping it ajar. She held the door for me, but I hesitated. It wasn’t like I’d never broken a rule before. I’d done a few shady things, but they’d been to get the story. Sometimes reporters had to break the rules for the greater good. This was different. This was revenge.

“Are you guys sure about this?” I asked.

“What’s there to be sure about?” Camille said over my shoulder. “It’s a little prank. The boys pull pranks all the time.”

Cee and I shared a look. I wondered if she was also having second thoughts.

Stella moved closer and got right up in my face. “They took away our Red Club. They took away our comfy clothes. They took away my special night at the dance. They took away your newspaper.”

I felt my blood pressure rise as she ticked off each item.

Camille added, “And you’ve tried everything else. You tried getting an advisor. You appealed to Pickford. You asked who’d complained so you could reason with them.”

“He wouldn’t even publish your article on the dress code,” Cee added bitterly. “They won’t listen to us.”

“But they listened to the complainer,” Stella said. “Someone was unhappy, and they got so annoying about it that Pickford gave in.”

“Maybe it’s time that we got a little annoying,” Camille said with a grin.

All the muscles in my face tightened. “Yeah, let’s do this.”

We filed in and put the stick back under the door for our quick way out. Enough sun came through the windows that we didn’t need to turn on the lights. It was amazing that this was the same gym from the dance last night.

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