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Chapter 21

The next day was the first day of school Stanley wanted to avoid Harriet following them, us he left early with Quinlyn

As soon as they got in the car, Stanley handed Quinlyn a hole of milk Thrink up help you grow tall he said with a

op fill

Sall hungry from the previous day’s swimming, Quinlyn quickly drank her milk and ate three pieces of bread

She glances at Stanley, lounging in his seat and scrolling on his phone, and then at the driver. Thon’t you know how to drive she asked, asuming Stanley would know how since Joseph did

Stanley’s face tuned red at the insinuation

He sat up and thumped his broad chest. “Hey, I’m just a kid here,” he said Joseph’s the real problem. He acts all nice, but who knows what kind of mischief he gets into when no one’s looking? You gotta watch out for him.”

Quinlyn chewed on her lip, thinking about Joseph’s smooth driving. She realized people weren’t always what they seemed.

Stanley noticed her doubt and grinned “Don’t sweat it,” he said, mulging her playfully. Tm gonna nail that survival training this semester. You’ll see. He knew he needed to step up or risk losing her admiration.

Quinlyn still didn’t get the whole rivalry thing between the boys, but she looked up at him. It could be dangerous out there” she warned.

Stanley laughed and tousled her hair. “You’re looking out for me, he said. “Don’t worry. At our fancy school, they treat us like we’re made of gold. They won’t let anything bad happen unless someone’s asking for it.”

Quinlyn just nodded, feeling out of her element. She’d never been to a school like this before, so she kept her mouth shut.

Manldon International School was a big deal–kindergarten through high school, all in one place. The elementary and high school sections were close but not exactly together.

Stanley had arrived early with Quinlyn to help her settle in, but as soon as they stepped out of the car, Joseph was already

there.

“Quinlyn. Stanley, what a coincidence,” Joseph said with a bright smile, standing next to a Rolls–Royce and holding a little girl’s hand

his eyes. “Of course you’d

and smiled warmly at Quinlyn. “Quinlyn,

be shy. This is Quinlyn. She’s

princess–just like Harriet–but seemed far shyer. As Quinlyn

her. Why is she so scared?” he muttered, clearly annoyed. He hated dealing with kids–they were always

different.

okay” he said gently,

really hates coming i school. I thought having Quinlyn as a friend might help her feel

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isn’t here to babysit anyone,

Quinlyn’s hand and leading her

walked with Stanley, she glanced over to where Mandy had been looking and

here? I’m Eugene Lambert. I teach fourth grade, Class 1. Heard we’ve got a

a clean, friendly vibe. He smelled like fresh soap and crouched down

mischief when no one’s

of his head. He choked and his face turned beet red. “What

voice of reason, felt his cheeks burning. He dropped his gaze

but he gets into mischief when no one’s looking,”

up, froze in his tracks. Quinlyn had a knack for making everyone uncomfortable in a single breath.

Stanley felt that Quinlyn’s quick thinking was more trouble than help. He awkwardly scratched his head and forced a laugh. “Gotta run, I’m late

you’re here, so I’ll leave the kids with you. See you this afternoon,” he said, dumping the kids

turned to Eugene, handing over the two kids. “Mr. Lambert, she’s just a kid. Kids don’t always think before they speak. Please don’t take it personally. I’d really appreciate your help with them,” he said

“You’re too kind. It’s my job. If I could help these kids become as outstanding as you,

achievement.”

Lambert, thank you for your kind

they said their goodbyes. Joseph walked toward his car, glancing back at Eugene. “Do I really come across the same way he does?” he muttered under his breath.