( lyla pov)
I bang on the door like a maniac because I’m ten seconds away from blasting the whole door to pieces. “ would it really matter, it’s not like there aren't witches in attendance” I reason with myself that it could be explained away”
I sighed, shaking my head, knowing I couldn’t because someone could be standing outside the door, and if that b***h madison was still out there she wouldn’t hesitate to put me to everyone and then where will I be. Probably in the cells or cast out on my ass.
“ ahh ha!!” I exclaim looking at the lock, I pull one of the many pins from my hair remembering Marcus taught me how to pick a lock when we were kids, time to test the skills.
I jiggle the lock for a bit before I hear a click “ YESSS!” I praise myself, my big brother does have his uses, h
