Finally, my seventeenth birthday arrived. Cammie and Alyssa agreed to come over to my house tonight to celebrate. But now as I was concentrating on the components of human cells and chromosomes on my lab table this morning, I sensed a rush of electric wave radiating from someone sliding into the chair near me. I turned to see an angelic face that belonged to no one but Octavia.
"What are you doing here?" I asked surprisingly.
"I'm taking a biology class," she simply said with a smirk. "So how's everything?"
"Still torture," I said truthfully. "But I'm getting better at it now."
"You are," she agreed in a quiet tone. For some reason, her approval made me smile with pride. Then, Ms. Grace, our professor appeared. She wore her usual lab coat with a lab goggle hanging around her neck. Her
