8
Reunited
Emilia says take Connor to the infirmary.
Jacob stared down at the words that were already fading from his stinging arm.
He looked at the front row where the girl with the brown hair was glancing back at him while pretending to take notes.
C woke up. E says don’t worry about Dellard, just go.
“Now?” Jacob silently mouthed.
No, wait until next week. You might actually learn something in this class.
Before those words had faded, new ones were being scrawled over them.
Yes, now!
Before he could worry about if the girl was actually telling him what Emilia wanted him to do or just trying to make class more interesting, Jacob stood. His chair made a horrible scraping noise on the concrete floor. Every student in the class turned to face him.
“What do you think you’re doing?
