Chapter 6
Rachel ran through the gates of Hunter’s prep school and down the long driveway. She remembered the prep school from last year, but it looked a little different to her. Maybe her head was foggy, but she couldn’t remember where Hunter’s dorm was.
She stopped and looked around at the identical red brick buildings with white shutters. The wind was blowing and the leaves that were falling off the trees were brushing past her as they travelled to the ground. She saw some kids walking around, but didn’t recognize any of them. Why should she? She only came here once. She didn’t know who to approach to ask about Hunter.
Then, she spotted something familiar: the coffee shop. The bells rang as she entered through the door and saw some of the kids look up at her. She knew she wasn’t a st
