From the Inside Flap
With another hefty sigh, Mia raked through her long, blond hair and stared into the distance. "Honestly, Zach, she's a dragon. I'm sure she does it on purpose. She doesn't like me. She thinks I'm spoilt."
The dragon in question was Miss Peterson, Mia's high school English teacher. There was no doubt that Mia liked school, and she enjoyed her classes. And even though English wasn't her worst subject, it certainly was the toughest one, with Miss Peterson piling on homework oneafter the other.
Zach took a sip of his drink before he replied, "Hey, pumpkin, settle down. What's that supposed to mean you're 'spoilt'?"
She lifted her shoulder in a slight shrug. "You know!"
Raising his brows, he replied, "Actually I don't know! Isn't she Sophie's good friend?"
Another shrug. "Kind of, I suppose. They used to do the boxing stuff together, and since Soph's carrying a baby, they go and enjoy coffee and cake instead every once in a while."
Ignoring his chuckle, she went inside and helped herself to a cold lemonade. She opened the can with a simple click as she returned outside and took a long sip.
About the Author
Iris resides west of Melbourne with her husband and her beautiful two daughters as well as their dog. Next to her job at a private school, she also presents a German Program at the local Community Radio.