I
hadn’t even thought about how to find the choir’s practice room once I finally got inside. But I didn’t need to worry; once I stumbled into the main floor, the melodious sound led me down the hall and across the freshmen wing. One of the math classrooms seemed to be the source, so without even hesitating, I shoved my way through, completely out of breath. Every head turned my way, and the music cut as a few members started mumbling under their breath. Eyes widening, Laura quickly pulled away from the line and hurried to my side. “O-oh my gosh, Aria! What’s w-wrong?”
“Clyde—h-he, and Aiden.” I gasped for air, trying to push the words out. “Trevor. I gotta bring Trevor.”
“Oh.” The way Laura said that made me think this was a common occurrence. She quickly turned back the choir group,
