The anger kept me from crying, so I used it.I held it together until I saw Simon waiting near my homeroom. He saw me the same time I saw him, but I al...o saw him shoot a wary glance at Mark. My feet moved faster without conscious thought. He opened his arms to me as I reached him.We didn’t speak for a while. He just held me. Ordinarily, some officious teacher would come break up public displays of affection. My homeroom teacher saw us but merely pinched her lips and nodded.“I’m sorry I didn’t. "It's just... for a minute it sounded like one of the dozens of bad pick-up lines we get." Really? Like what." Oh God, we hear them all... You're the prettiest flower here... The girl I want to give a flower to is already holding them... that kind of crap. I just get sick of it and I'm constantly wondering if I'm going to lose my job." Why? Why would you lose it?" Because of people like Michelle." Oh, yeah. She seemed... a little forward, I guess." Humph," grunted Heather. "That's an. There was no question that I had used Hugo to gain valuable information and passed it back to the U.S. and Canadian governments. But I had also fallen in love with Hugo, choosing to ignore the consequences of being discovered. There would be no rescue. I was going to die alone, in Germany, and no one would know until I missed a check-in next week.Finally, he took my face in his hands and kissed me. Slow and sorrowful at first, I could feel the pain seeping up from his soul. The vine-like angst. “Hey Uncle Ramon, how’d I do?”“Tres excellent.”“I didn’t know you spoke French” Anastasia interrupted.“Just because I’m from the hood, don’t mean I don’t I expand my mind. Let me correct that. Just because I am from a low-income neighborhood, does not mean that I cannot change my mindset and open myself to new experiences outside of my past environment, m’lady.”“Ok, ok, I get it, you caught me with the fake bougie girl act.”“I’m just saying, keep it real because you looked uncomfortable as hell.