ZARA'S POV
Mira and I headed back to our dorm when the sky got darker. On entering the room, I sat on my bed, eyes staring at Mira, following every movement she made in the room. She wasn't saying anything, not that she said anything much while we were outside.
It annoyed me a bit, considering that we were all having fun out there, and she just seemed to have this curious yet dangerously attentive to everything happening around her but not just in the mood to participate.
"Will you just spit it out already!" She said, now leaning on the wall, brushing her hands through her hair.
"What?" I questioned, glaring at her.
"The question that's been on your mind for several hours that you won't let me breathe freely." She yelled angrily.
She seemed angry at someone, something. I didn't know
