“Hey — did you put the purse in JK’s bag?” I whispered.
“Meet me after school behind the toilet. We’ll talk,” she whispered back.
Behind the toilet? Of all the places in the school, she couldn’t think of anywhere better? Fine. If she wanted drama, she’d get drama. Her face told me she was up to something; I couldn’t shake the feeling she was playing games.
My friends had been loitering outside. I didn’t know what they were doing — were they beating JK, or doing something else? I tried to slip out to check, but my “CID” mate kept blocking me, insisting I stay put.
While I argued, the boys returned, looking defeated. They explained a teacher had caught them outside and made them kneel as punishment. At once I was glad the CID girl had stopped me — and a little annoyed too.
During second break I called a quick MEGA BRAINS huddle and told them about the girl’s rendezvous behind the toilet. It sounded awkward, but they told me to go and hear her out.
When I left class later I saw JK walking toward the headmaster’s office with his mother. He still looked broken. I sat back down and fretted about Lucy, JK, and, most of all, the CID girl. Who had told on us? Why? Was she playing both sides?
The school bell finally rang and we assembled on the field. The headmaster stepped forward, JK trailing behind him, and spoke briefly. “This morning a student reported her purse missing. A search found it in JK’s bag. He denies it, but since the purse was there, we assume he took it. As it is his first offence, he will be suspended for one week.”
Not sacked. Just suspended. I wanted more. Many students waited to boo, but I had other business. I told the boys to hold back and left for our meeting spot.
The girl was already there, pacing behind the toilet like she owned the place. She hissed at me for being late. I apologised, and then asked the obvious question: why here?
“Because you’re in deep shit,” she said flatly.
Before I could reply, she surprised me. “Now, before we start—kiss me.”
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