The air in Silver Oak buzzed with excitement. It was the night of the school lock-in—a tradition supposedly meant to bring the senior class together before graduation, but mostly just an excuse for everyone to get a little wild under the watchful (and often, clueless) eyes of the chaperones. This year, though, the night held a different promise for me and the girls. It was time for a little payback. Nothing too harsh, but a taste of rebellion we’d all been waiting for.
As I walked through the gym, which was decorated with hanging fairy lights and bean bags strewn across the floor, I could feel the adrenaline building. This was our chance to finally even the scales with Heather and her crew, all while blending in with the lock-in chaos. I spotted Noor across the room, standing with Valenci
