JACKSON
The look on Raymond’s face was worth every hour I had spent with my head buried in a book over the summer. His face broke out into a huge grin. “Are you for real right now?”
I placed my hand over my heart. “Do you doubt me?”
He could only shake his head in belief. We were interrupted by Mrs. Stout. “Okay everyone listen up! We’ve only got fifteen minutes to get through this. We’ve got attendance, and then I’ve got a bunch of paperwork for you to take home. This-” She waived a sheaf of papers in the air, “is the permission for and insurance forms for your laptops. You are required to use a school-issued Chromebook, you may not use your personal computers during class time. The sooner you return these forms, the sooner we can get you assigned a laptop.”
She gave th
