Chapter 8
"Class, settle down," Mr. Jenkins’s scolded the class, but you could hear the light humor in his voice.
"Where are your passes boys? I assume you have a reason to be late, Mr. Dempsey?" The guy that shoved me down this morning just shook his head and smirked.
"Mr. Jenkins, you know I’m not the responsible one."
"Oh, Galam. When are you ever going to learn that being a leader, especially for this group, requires responsibility?" Especially for this group? I asked myself suspiciously. So his name is Galam, huh? Sexy. Wait, what? I shouldn’t think like that!