Nic Stone

“Thing is, though,” he said, “if I can’t love and accept myself just as I am, why the hell would I expect anybody else to?”

I can’t fight away a smile. “Will you remember this?”

“Forever.”

Earlier, Mrs. Tucker asked him where he was from too.

“Earth,” he said. “Still debating if I’m staying, though.”

The class group chat agreed—he’s our favorite bus driver so far.

So…what brings you to la casa de Friedman, Mr. McAllister

She fiddles with her hands and doesn’t respond

SJ lifts an eyebrow and crosses her arms. “And I’m the Easter Bunny

comply with his demands

He can tell she’s out for blood

Enlighten us if you will, please

How familiar are you with the City of Atlanta Code of Ordinances?”