~Claire
I was still laughing with the little ones when I heard someone approaching—a voice that cut through the playful noise like a grumble. I looked up and saw the teenage girl from earlier striding over. Her arms were crossed, and her expression was as sour as a lemon. I’d seen her glaring at me all through the introductory phase earlier, but now she was finally coming straight toward me.
“Hey, what’s up?” I said, trying to sound friendly despite the lump of nervousness in my throat.
She stopped in front of me, glaring hard. "We need to talk,"she spoke in a hard tone.
Since when did kids talk like this?
"Uh...okay?" Was I even supposed to be obeying a 13 year old? Jesus.
"Come with me,"she instructed, turning around and walking away. I pulled away from the baby girl I was playin
