No Mercy for the Merciless

T exams, it was something small I could do, something that felt right. For two years, it was always a smooth process, a couple o

m Northgate, they' re really bright but their

I said with

e exam, my phone buzzed

river?" a sharp, high

this i

isten, there are five of us now, not three. My friends J

able sedan, could technically fit five, but it would

an make it work," I replied, alre

nt to show up to the most important exam of our liv

lence for a moment. M

a car that small is probably illegal. It's overloading. We wouldn't want you to get in trouble, or fo

was a volunteer, giving my time and gas for fre

y personal car and my time. The alternative is you find your own way there. I

r end of the line before she

ouldn't do it. But I thought of the other students, the ones who might genuinely need th

lding, laughing and holding expensive coffees. Tiffany, a girl with sharp features and a designer handbag, led the pack. Beside

I said, keeping

es. "We're here now,

and backpacks. The air immediately filled with the scen

amped back here,

car," Tiffany said loudly, as if I w

deep breath and pulled away from the curb, focusing on the road.

about the temperature, the music, the slight bu

suddenly lunged forward from the back seat, h

s is a shortcut

rowly missed our back end. My heart hammered against my ribs, and I yanked the w

shoulder with a screech of tires. The car fell

body shaking with a mixt

led, my voice cracking. "You co

her eyes wide not with re

killed!" she screamed back. "You swerved for no reaso

at Jessica, I saw her nod in agreement with Tiffany's outrageous lie. In th