{Violet’s POV}
“Stop right there, Louse!” A voice echoed through the Hall.
The fact that it was referring to me was very disturbing and the fact a lot of people were around to witness this was more deranging.
I was in no mood for drama and this made me scared because Shamira was all about Drama.
I turned back to look at her. She was strolling towards the raised platform where her Dad was standing. Dr. Glasshouse looked at her with a look of confusion while Shamira smiled at him as she collected the microphone from him.
She replaced him at the stand and he shifted away, still in confusion. He motioned to say something but she interrupted him by calling my name.
“Violet Hunter.” She started, smiling wickedly at me. All the attention was thrown to me once more and I was left in my uneas
