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and will be able to see the whole terrible scene playing out with me holding a big purple dick to my ear while trying to get off on my cellphone.
    “Oish.” I place the palm of my hand on my forehead.
    “Forget something?” Kane asks, looking up at me.
    “No.” I try to search for an excuse, but give up. “Never mind.”
    It just so happens that Kane was magically partnered with me. I don’t need him explaining his family's history at the station or karate chopping Nathaniel in the nuts while listening to a lecture. He keeps me on my damn toes that’s for sure and has pushed every single button of mine, but there’s something about him I adore. Steered in the right direction, the little sandy haired, toothy grinning critter will go far in life one day and I won’t lie, that’s a big if, but I love him.
    I ruffle his out of control hair and tell him what I try to tell him everyday he enters my class. “You’re a smart boy, Kane, and will go far.”
    I stand up and face the back of the bus. The station is only blocks away and my little gems can use all the reminding they can get.
    “One, two, three, eyes on me.” I clap five times and wait for their undivided attention. Oh, little first graders are such fined trained things in May. It makes my heart all gushy inside.
    “Reminder, friends, we are going to be on our best behavior. Let me remind you what we brainstormed in class yesterday. We listen, raise our hands to talk, and keep our hands to ourselves.” I grab the back of my seat as Jan the man, the bus driver, just flew over a speed bump at Mach speed.
    “You almost ate shit,” Kane says and then giggles.
    I flash him a death glare and remind him. “Language, Kane.”
    While the whole time thinking, you little asshole.
    “You’ll earn tickets on this field trip for good behavior and also asking appropriate questions. Remember only ask questions, don’t tell stories.”
    Jan aka bitchy bus driver slams on the breaks, throwing me forward into the back of the seat. One boob hikes up over the seat while the other is basically decapitated into the back of the seat. And Johnny and Mikey just smile at my one boob peeking up and out of my shirt.
    “Remain seated until I stop,” Jan growls.
    I stand up, tamping down my anger and turn to her. “Ironic, you’re stopped and I’m not standing.”
    My middle finger itches to send her the bird, but I just smile and cuss her out in my head because let’s face it, she’d pound my face in in a fist fight. Lovely way to start off the field trip.
    The students file off the bus successfully with no other incidents and we march right in to the front of the station and wait for the captain to join us. The station is buzzing with bodies moving about everywhere doing their jobs. I scan the room, looking for him. I want to tell him I broke my phone again or I guess at the very least, leave a note for him.
    “Hi, I’m Captain Sorenson and you must be Miss Olander.”
    “Yes, I am.” I extend my hand to shake his.
    “Officer O’Brien had nothing but glowing remarks about you and your class.”
    I’m hoping he’ll make me glow one day.
    “He was great and the students loved him. They’re very excited about this field trip today.”
    “Okay, we’d like to split them into three groups and rotate in stations so they get a more hands on experience.”
    “Perfect, I’ll assign mothers with each group and then roam between.”
    It takes me no time to strategically organize the groups and send them on their way. I follow close behind Kane’s group, but allow him some space as well. He’s clearly intrigued by the tour of the office for now. Hopefully the field trip will hold his attention long enough before he resorts to any form of nut karate kicking.
    “So, is this the bush beating bandit you apprehended the other night?”
    I spin around on my heels when I hear his deep chuckle. Officer Sexy is leaned against a desk with feet crossed at the ankles and his arm