“The new teacher is late,” Stina grumbled. She swung her legs up on the desk and tapped her watch. “So disrespectful.”
She was right. If there was one thing Wind Children prided themselves in, it was punctuality. And the ability to bring human souls to the Afterlife. But mostly punctuality.
"Are we really getting a Banshee teacher?" Heike asked, her round face blushed red again. "How is that supposed to work? Don"t they take this vow to be silent or something?"
"Yeah, the Oath of Silence. No idea how she’s going to teach us." Stina studied her fingernails and rummaged through her handbag. Impatiently and with a lot of noise, she tipped the content out on her desk in search for nail polish.
The loud clatter startled most of the other students, but they didn"t say anything. Nobody ever d
