'Hurry up and finish eating. We should go to class,' Carl said in her mind. 'If you are going to be on academic probation, you don't want to be late,' he said through the bond.
Violet poked out her tongue at him, then ate the last spoonful. Carl was probably right; the science rooms were at the other end of the school.
"Okay, let's go," Violet said, pushing away from the table.
"Will you come to the VIP Gold House, right after class?" asked Tiara. "I cannot wait to see what you will look like once I finish your makeover!" she said.
Ryan smiled at Violet, and she wondered it was strange that he was not the one who was excited about seeing her for the dance.
Carl and Violet did not talk as they made their way to class. Even with their bond, some things about Carl would always be ungra
