Overprotective ThirteenOverprotectiveMore Like This
“I really don't need you to walk me to school, Garrett,” I said with a huff. Despite my complaining, I rode on his shoulder as he strode towards campus in the early morning light. The air still smelled like dew and I shuddered a bit from the cold. Fall was coming to an end and the dreaded winter season was coming. Giants never seemed to mind so much, but as humans... it was becoming more and more difficult.
“I didn't know that they moved Saturday detention to seven in the morning,” he said softly as he stepped over a morning jogger.
“The only teacher who could take the slot said it needed to be 7-12 instead of 8-1,” I huffed. “It's not a big deal.”
“Hmmm... well... I feel better walking you to school this early in the morning. It's still almost dark.”
“Well, Garrett, I'm not gonna fight with you,” I said. “I can't believe how much the temperatu