CHAPTER 35

I ignore the burning stares I'm getting and head straight for my locker, my eyes trained on the floor. Several people are laughing and pointing, their mockery causing another stab of pain to go through my heart. I inhale sharply and weave through the crowds, ignoring the hurtful remarks and name calling. "Hey Mute!" A pointy claw grips onto my arm and spins me around. My eyes widen as they land on Beatrice and her gang with their perfectly made up faces glaring at me. "What do you want?" I...