Sapphire’s point of view
As the days went by, I could feel the tension in the air everytime Ruth walked past me, we had only one hall upstairs and our classrooms were both upstairs, sometimes I wished my class could be in another building, but for someone hasn’t shown any power or even try a first transformation even half way, how was I to be moved to a higher class?.
Since the day I had rejected Ruth’s confession, I seem to have forgotten my main problem of not being able to transform and focused on the drama that sprung up from her confession.
She ceased communication with me totally, not even a hiss from her, earlier before now, each time she walked past me, she would hiss and mutter some insultive words.
I was fine with the hiss and the low insults, at least she was speaking to m
