I get to the party, trying to keep my anger under the surface. I don’t need my friends to know that Kir upset me. I can’t believe he thought I would just keep this to myself and sit by, waiting for him to save the day. He’s not doing anything from my perspective. At least he didn’t try to make it seem otherwise.
The heels of my boots are clanking against the hard floor as I walk, echoing around the empty hallways. Everyone is in their rooms, being nice and quiet, while I’m heading towards trouble again. One would think that I’ve had enough of detention for the whole year.
I knock on the door of Tim’s and Gabe’s room, waiting patiently for someone to come open up for me. They’re probably locked in anyway. The laughter tones down, followed by a tense silence. I sigh, shaking my head in dis
