Chapter 24: I want to be a Butcher
"Ack! It’s true! You’re in the Culinary section! What the fuck, Riley!? I thought we were gonna be in Military Police together!"
"When did we decide that, Sister?"
"We’re siblings—we should have, like, a telepathic connection or something!"
"I am adopted, Sister."
"Fuck. I forgot!"
The group was now gathered outside the auditorium, standing in the unusually large and cavernous hallway, lined with massive screens that listed where the students were placed. Names scrolled endlessly across the glowing panels, and right now, Hannah and Riley were staring at the screen for Culinary students.
Sure enough, Riley Ross was listed there.
"Don’t sweat it, Sis," Bella sighed, resting her elbow on Hannah’s shoulder while jerking a thumb at her twin. "Me and this clown is literal twins—and he still ended up in Performing Arts. But hey, least you and me in the same class."
"Hold up..." Benjamin squinted at the Culinary list, then pointed. "Ayyo—Pauline? You in the same section as Riley!? You cookin’ too!?"
"What!?" Both Bella and Hannah whipped their heads toward the screen as soon as they heard that.
"For real?" Bella raised a brow. "I thought you’d go down our path. Telepaths high-key top tier in law enforcement. You could be a damn detective next year, easy."