Mr. Gainly was….Samantha’s father?
“Do you hear me young lady? You will be in for it and you will regret that you ever spoke to me? YA HEAR ?” he said. His voice was booming and I was surprised that no one could hear him. I felt like passing out. What was he going to do to me? Should I call the police? What the heck is going on? Then, the bell rang. Did forty-five minutes fly by that fast? Was this a montage or something?
“You better get going,” said Mr. Gainly as he walked away with a sly face. I was scared to death. I stood there. I just stood there, astonished. Astonished and scared, not knowing what to do. I was about to go to my locker when Denise grabbed my arm.
“Where were you?” she asked. “Did you skip class, that’s not like you,” she said.
“I didn’t skip class. I was…..” I trailed off. Should I tell Denise what happened with Samantha and her “so called” father?
“I was catching up on some homework,” I said, lying yet again.
I felt like it was all over. I was so scared. What would happen to me?