Morning classes go on in a blur. I can't concentrate on what the teacher is saying. My thoughts are jumping from one issue to the other.
Why was Mum angry this morning? I still can't figure out why she was glaring so hard at me. Was it because she didn't want me to have a car, or maybe I did something that I can't remember…?
Who in hell was that boy who nearly blinded me? What if he is really from Olivia? What am I going to do about him…?
What's in my locker? What's in my locker! What's in my locker …?
“Mia!” The teacher suddenly snaps.
I shiver back to my senses, standing up without thinking. “Y-yes-Miss… “
Bullocks! That isn't Miss Oriel. I blink to make sure I am seeing right. Where is Miss Oriel…?
Last time I checked, Miss Oriel was the one in class when we returned from t
