Melissa had dimmed the lights in her quarters. She was stretched out on the couch with hands folded over her stomach, her eyes closed as she listened to some soothing music. A Leyrian artist named Sul Calanai. She played an instrument very similar to a guitar. No lyrics, just gentle chords.
It was the perfect music for relaxing, and Melissa desperately needed to destress. The Scrappy had set off for Antaur an hour ago. They would be using a SuperGate, which would reduce a four-day journey to one. In less than twenty-four hours, her little sister would be touring the grounds of an academy full of telepaths. The only Earther out of who knew how many students.
They called Keli a mongrel simply because she hadn’t grown up on Antaur. It didn’t matter that her parents were Antauran; growing up
