Senior Class TripChapter 4
Mrs. Carson was gone when we woke up the next morning. Once more it was a knock on the door that woke me. I answered it naked, expecting Mrs. Carson. I jumped back behind the door when I saw that it was another boy from our class because it wasn’t one of Ken’s friends. At least I didn’t think he was. He hasn’t been hanging around with us. But he got a damned good view before I managed to duck behind the door. I had certainly made his day! He blushed as red as my hair and said, “Hi, Jen. Mr....