Her jeans fit her almost like a second skin, and I wonder how she breathes in them. Her school shirt has a deep V down in the front, and the further she leans down towards Chris, the more her boobs show.

I look over at him and see his eyes are locked on me, not paying any attention to Miss Heart.

“Chris,” she says louder, making him look back at her. I bite the inside of my mouth.

“We could really use your help on Saturday. Afterwards everyone is ...