Nick Morton Jr
I was heading to my third-period class when my phone vibrated. I had placed a singular sound for Piper, so that I would know if it was important, and it was not Piper. I looked around, and the teacher was yet to arrive, so silently I left the classroom to check who that might be.
I picked up my phone, and it was a message from Elisa. "Help, going to the city hall, forced divorce..." she typed with very rushed spelling.
"I looked at the message, she needed help, that was for sure, the first word said so. Why is she going to the city hall? Who is she with? Then I got another ping on my phone, and it was her location.
I took a deep breath. I didn´t have time for this, but the route they were taking was from campus to City Hall. She has a back-to-back class with Piper thi
