says with a friendly smile. “Please come in. Have a seat.”
Scarlett invites herself along.
“So, I hear you have recently become entrepreneurs,” Mrs. Harris remarks.
“Entrepren-what?” I say, confused.
“Yeah, I guess,” Rachel answers. “I mean, we have a product we’re selling, and we have investors.”
“And a business plan,” I add.
“Hmm, well, taking all of that into account, I’d definitely say you’re entrepreneurs,” Mrs. Harris says with a little chuckle.
“Yes,” I say, “entre-pren-eurs … um … I thought you said something else. Yeah, we’re definitely entrepreneurs.” I like the way that sounds … so professional. “Would you like to see our stuff?” I add, pushing up my sleeve.
“Oh,” she says, gripping my wrist. “Yes, they are quite lovely.”
Rachel’s face breaks into a smile; Scarlett looks beyond ticked off, and suddenly, I get it! We’ve been worrying for nothing. I know why Mrs. Harris invited us into her office. She’s the principal and the boss, and what do bosses want from their staff? Loyalty. It doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that Mrs. Harris plans to buy Wishbandz for all the teachers — if she gives
them bracelets, they’ll feel like a special part of her team, and they’ll give her their everlasting loyalty and devotion. Smart lady! She obviously heard how long the lineup was and didn’t want to miss out. Wow, she’s totally cool for a principal. This morning just keeps getting better!
“Ahem …” Scarlett coughs, tapping a large book that’s found its way onto her lap.
“Oh, yes, Scarlett,” Mrs. Harris stammers, “I almost forgot.”
The smile on Scarlett’s face has returned.
What’s going on?
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