*
To say that both of them were cross would have been the understatement of the century. Alyssa looked like she was about to murder me, while Kendra had a cold and disappointed expression.
“What do you want to talk about?” I asked.
“Sit down,” Kendra said, gesturing to a rock behind me. I was about to protest, when I was suddenly pulled down by some invisible force which glued me to the rock.
Alyssa began to circle me, like a vicious vulture who was waiting for an opportunity to strike. She looked just about ready to throw hands, and even though I wasn’t sure what I had done wrong, I knew that it had to be something grievous.
“So what is it this time?” I asked.
“Don’t pretend you don’t know,” Alyssa said. “You know exactly why you’re here.”
“If I did, then I wouldn’t be sitting
