Kendra An influx of voices comes through the link. Chase and I looks at each other as if expecting one of us to make the first move. We can hear students scrambling out from the library. “Stay here, I will see what’s going on.” He commands. His statement made me feel small and it infuriates me. If everyone else is going, then why can't I? I barely controlled the anger boiling inside of me. I hate it when they all think I'm not capable of taking care of my shiit. As he starts rushing out of the library, he picks his backpack from the seat where we left it earlier and fling it over his shoulder. Ignoring his command, i pick my backpack as well and hurry behind him. Losing Chase in the crowd, i am faced with chaos in the hallway. Students running helter-skelter. Some of them with fein

