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as something in his eyes-wor

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s, strength

thout

e table for dinner. Nothing fancy-vegetable stew with bread on the side-

she had where she turned into a dragon and flew over the

as n

rm

want it

mind, I could feel the

ee

thing wou

woul

sure which sc

day came

at the pack house before school. My hands were sore from the night before, and my shoulders b

ine. Diff

hine-bleach, rinse, sweep, polish. Eat

l... I w

ai

ent, classrooms full. I didn't bother running. There was no point. I wasn't runni

't question it. I was already exhausted and not in the mood for an

uietly as I could, pushing the do

already seate

, her eyes lingering on mine like she wanted to say something-maybe ask why I was late

longer, then shook her head

No scolding.

that as

aughs that rippled across the room. I could feel the eyes on me. Could practically hear the smirks

ot here. Not in

king. My legs barely

e wors

ding the morning cleaning up after them. Scrubbing their spit off walls, wiping their g

ere I was

aw and forced m

elene. J

left of the lesson. Miss Amber didn't call me out again, but she

a few of

t for a

'd almost convinced myself I could mak

mber left the room, t

ter came

back with both hands and now

tiff, head ducked. Another added sound effects

ried to gather my things

to the door

cou

rfect black with her hair twisted into a braid that probably took an hour to do. She cro

show up," she said loudly e