CHAPTER 40

"Hold up!" Beatrice says firmly, standing right in front of me as I attempt to leave class. I freeze to the spot but will myself to hold my head high. "What do you want?" I ask her, wanting my voice to sound confidence. Instead it's quiet and timid, full of fear. Beatrice narrows her eyes at me, leaning in slightly so that her words wouldn't be overheard. "Where were you and Brody this morning?" She asks, hissing her words like the snake she is. I immediately feel my nerves increase, my palms...