CHAPTER 23
Annabeth/Annika’s POV I stopped in front of my classroom—Section 981. The lowest, most useless section in the entire building. I paused, listening from outside, trying to gauge whether chaos had already taken over inside. I got my answer when a chair slammed into the window, shattering the glass. Laughter followed. Loud, careless, stupid. I rolled my eyes before stepping in, a faint smile curling on my lips. They’re lucky I’m smiling today… and not shutting them up permanently. Let’s just say—there’s a right day for that. That day will come. As I entered, they quieted for a moment—but only for a moment. Soon enough, they returned to whatever nonsense they were doing. Some ignored me completely, while others crumpled paper and threw it at me as I walked to my seat. One glare was enou
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