BuzzNovel“Con in-did you not notice your sleeve’s torn?” Parrish immediately spotted the loose threads dangling from
Alessia’s cuff.
“I snagged it on something by accident.” Alessia didn’t have the heart to admit she'd gotten it caught while
sneaking through an alley.
“Go change first. Cback down when you're done.”
If it had been anyone else, Alessia would have rolled her eyes and walked away. But with Parrish, she could only
nod and head upstairs without a word.
As soon as Alessia disappeared into her room, Parrish grabbed Cole by the ear, making him yelp and clutch at
Parrish’s hand, face twisting in pain.
“Dad, let go! Ouch, ouch, that hurts!”
“Oh, so you *do* feel pain, huh? I told you to bring Lessie straight home, but what did you do? And what's with
that mess on your head?”
“I think it looks pretty cool, actually.”
Seeing Cole’s smug grin, Parrish flicked him hard on the forehead.
“Is that how a student should look? You want to dye your hair every which way over winter and summer break,
fine-but you'd better have it back to normal before school starts tomorrow.”
“But | just dyed it! Doing two colors at once is really rough on my hair,” Cole protested.
“Then shave it off.”
Cole made a face. “Oh, con, Dad, just let it go. I've got a plan.”
Parrish eyed him suspiciously. “And this plan will actually get Lessie back in
class?”
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“Nobody gets it like you do, Dad.” Cole draped an arm companionably over Parrish’s shoulder, standing on tiptoe
to reach.
“Get off, you little punk.” Despite the words, Parrish’s tone was more fond than
stern.
“I mean it—if Lessie fixes her hair, you better fix yours too.”
“No worries,” Cole said, thumping his chest for emphasis.
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“But you said dyeing hurts your hair. If it’s really going to be painful... maybe Ill talk to your teacher and see if
we can just leave it. Hair grows back anyway.”
“I already checked with the stylist. As long as | don’t do it too often, it’s fine. He'll use the best treatment on it.
Promise.”
That seemed to put Parrish at ease, at least a little.
“Alright, enough. | need a shower.” Parrish waved him off, shooing Cole and his wild, rainbow-colored mop out of
his sight.
Upstairs, Alessia stepped out of the bathroom to find Jade sprawled across her bed, watching reality TV and
laughing her head off, all decorum forgotten.
“Ms. June, weren't you heading downstairs? What are you doing up here?” Alessia was clearly used to Jade's
antics by now.
“Go downstairs for what? To listen to
Mr. Whitley lecturefor an hour?
He's been repeating himselt SinEe)
was Kid-Pve Reard it so many
times my ears are numb.” Jade sat
up, rubbing her ear with an air of
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“Was Mr. Whitley always so fond of lecturing people?”
“My parents died young, so Mr.
Dawson raised me. Once, he brought
Mr. Whitley back with Gyn fide |
medicalireach trip. We've been
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There was a warmth in Jade's voice, a smile on her lips that could brighten anyone's mood.
“My foreign language grades were
terrible back then. The harder | tried,
the worse! did. Eventually, | just
rebelled-That's it! | QUES
Whitieywds Deside himself, always
trying to coaxback. He'd nag me
every day, and when | got annoyed,
he'd takeout for sfun. It was
always a mix of bribes and lectures,
but somehow, he managed to drag
school.”
Alessia chuckled; it was exactly the kind of story she expected from Jade.
“Who would've thought all those lectures would go on for most of our lives?” Jade shifted, patting the empty spot
beside her in invitation. “Con-lie down and watch with me.”
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