Roxanne's POV
There really is something special about sneaking out when the world is asleep. The forest is cold and damp and pitch black, but I'm not scared.
I move quickly, hood up, boots sinking softly into the moss. My heart beats in my throat as I reach the small clearing where we planned to meet. It's forbidden to leave the school grounds without permission, but those rules have never meant much to me. They were meant to be broken anyway. And when it comes to the people I care about, those rules are just as good as useless.
A faint rustle comes from behind the trees, and then I hear someone call my name.
"Rox?"
My best friend steps out from behind a tree, clutching a lantern. Krystal's eyes widen in relief when she sees me. Her brown curls are tucked beneath her hood, her pale
