Chapter 45: Phase One
Adrenaline pumped through my veins as I opened my mouth to put Gwen in her place.
“Good morning, everyone,” a loud voice greeted from the front of the room.
Our professor bustled into the room, placing his leather briefcase onto his desk. When he looked up and saw that a few people—me, included—were still standing, a small frown crossed his face.
“In your seats, please,” he demanded, nodding to his assistant to pass out our notes for the day.
Gwen and I glared at each other, but then she tossed her curtain of red hair and flounced to the back of the room, her friends following after her.
“Gwen’s an idiot,” Mindie muttered when I sat down. “She could never think for herself. She’s just mad that her leader got expelled, and now she’s running around like a chicken with its head cut off.”
“I have a feeling that Clarissa’s friends are not going to give up easily,” I whispered back. “That won’t be the last I hear from them.”
Mindie nodded and took the stapled packet that the assistant handed her. I took mine and skimmed through it as the professor was setting up the projector.
My head tilted as I looked through my notes. The assistant must have handed me the wrong packet. This didn’t look like the usual ones we had for lessons. The font was much larger, and the packet contained mostly pictures photocopied from our textbook. There were barely any words on my pages at all.
My stomach jolted when I saw that my full name was printed on the front of the packet.
“What the hell?” I muttered to myself, confused.