Chapter ElevenI spent the first two lessons of the day trying to concentrate, trying to do anything I could not think about Celestria or anything that had happened over the past couple of weeks. It seemed the more I tried not to think about it, the more I thought about it.
We were coming towards the end of Latin class, Booth having barely spoken to me unless it was to do with the work we were doing, when there was a dreaded knock at the door.
My heart hammered heavily in my chest. A part of me had hoped that because I was sitting in on third-year classes, maybe I wouldn’t be called up to Celestria’s office until the other third-years were being called.
But as soon as I heard that knock at the door, I knew my prayers hadn’t been answered. There was no way in hell that Celestria had manag
