I was walking onto the library while teacher Zane kept on walking behind me, making remarks at any student who got in our way as we walked away.
My friends were sluggishly trailing behind us while I would steal quick glances at them too. It was so fucked up we were seeing one another other but could not say any words or even embrace one another affectionately.
I wondered why Dean Andrcoles had laid down that shitty rule that I shouldn't speak to any of them.
They were my friends, what harm could they possibly cause me?
I remembered it was someone I regarded as a friend who had gotten me in this ugly situation but then, can't be Mia. Can't be Wyllow, or Pandora, or maybe the boys too.
Nah, never!
The dining hall was as quiet as a graveyard owing to teacher Zane's presence. I knew the other students would have loved to gist and gossip about the whole dilemma but they couldn't or maybe they were silently doing it.
