THIRD POV
Outside of the school grounds, the Werner girls fumed. Leah paced up and down, her hair in a tight bun.
“I can’t believe she escaped our grip again,” she said, stopping right beside their car. “Where do you think she ran to? The boys couldn’t even find her.”
“How does she always manage to escape time and time again?” Andrea added. “It’s only been twice, but it’s already annoying! No-one escapes us for this long.”
Carly grinned and stepped forward, her hands folded behind her. “We can’t lie in wait for her out here,” she told them. “I got something I think we can use.”
She then revealed her hands to them. Leah and Andrea leaned in, peering at the phone their sister held:
Andrea frowned. “What has that phone got to do with this?”
Carly scowled. “Can’t you see that it’s not m
