Keila's hands were wet. Whenever she would feel that, she would rub her hands on her pants to dry them. Then the process would repeat.
She couldn't seem to get her nervousness off her system. She wasn't the one being the center of attention, the scandal as what the others called it, the attention that she least wanted to happen to her.
It wasn't her who was in the office of the principal being asked about the unrequited relationship. Yet, still, she was so nervous for Charlotte and Sir Carlo.
She was nervous of what they would do and would say to them. Seeing that the Principal looked disgusted and angered last time, she knew they were never going to receive the end of it.
Their adviser was also called, and that man was worse than someone's parent. He would say the harshest words w
