Chapter 8

Ms. Cressen yanked my arm. "Watch your mouth! They're Mr. Garrett and Mr. Rosenbloom for you!" Then, she flashed them an apologetic smile. "Mr. Rosenbloom, I'm sure you're here to discuss the theft at your home. I know every detail about it, and I'll give you an explanation. We'll call up her parents and send her home. Our school doesn't tolerate thieves." Herbert frowned at Ms. Cressen. "What theft are you talking about?" Ms. Cressen gave me a hard shove. "She's that thief who stole Tanner's stuff! How dare she steal his stuff out of everyone?" Halfway through her speech, she realized something wasn't quite right, as my dad had stepped forward to hold me when she shoved me aside. He held me in his arms and glowered at her. "Uh, Mr. Rosenbloom, she's—" "What did you just say? Did you call my daughter a thief?" Ms. Cressen's mind went blank. She stared back at my dad. "You wanted her parents to bring her home, didn't you? Well, tell me. Who did she steal from?" "About that…" M