Chapter Thirteen
As Violet and her evil subjects flew overhead, she peered down at all the buildings, trying to figure out which one was Rachel’s school. She’d never been to this town, yet it eerily reminder her of the town she’d grown up in many years ago. She hated her town, and couldn’t think of anything worse than returning to her town after all these years—yet she found herself in a shockingly identical suburban town. She couldn’t believe how anyone would ever want to live in the suburbs and she absolutely couldn’t understand why any kid would want to grow up in one. She couldn’t help but snap back to her days in high school: the teachers were controlling, the principal was the biggest authoritative jerk she’d ever met, the hall monitors were on some crazy power trip that she couldn’
