Page 39 of Mr. Principal

I drove home, deep in my own thoughts when I heard a little voice say, “He likes you, you know.”

“Hey, you, what are you doing awake?” I said, caught off guard and not ready to have THAT conversation with her.

“Principal K really likes you or he wouldn’t have kissed you.”

I blushed. “You saw that?”

“Yep. And he always asks about you. He asks every day how you’re doing.”

“Well, he’s my friend…”

“He wants to be your boyfriend,” she said with a deep sigh. “And I think you should let him. If my mom dates the principal then I can do whatever I want.”

I laughed. “Hush up, you little stinker.”

She shrugged playfully. “I’m just saying…”

We pulled up into the driveway shortly after and my phone beeped as I parked. I reached for it and checked my text messages.

“How about dinner next week?” was the short and simple text from Carter.

I didn’t even get a chance to think about it as Meredith said from near my shoulder. “Say yes! Say yes!”

I hadn’t even heard her unbuckle herself.

I turned to argue with her when she snatched the phone from me, typed something and then jumped out the car and ran.

“Get back here, you little troublemaker! What did you send?” I yelled reaching for my phone which she had flung in the back seat.

I snatched it up and saw that she had typed yes.

I narrowed my eyes and she looked at me innocently from the front door as I gathered her bags and made my way to our porch.

“I should ground you for like a million years.”

“But you won’t,” she said. “I’m just helping you. Trust me,” she said sounding older than her age. “You’ll thank me later.”

I ruffled her hair and sighed, what had Meredith gotten me into?