Andria's POV
No one could ever know that… no one should ever find out.
I took in deep breaths, took a final look at myself in the mirror and stepped out of the restroom.
What was that all about? I knew Liara became mean last year, but I thought her meanness was directed mostly at me. Why then was she being mean to any student she deemed weak?
She was becoming the next Tricia, if not worse.
"Watch where you are going," a familiar voice shouted as she bumped into me, calling me out of my thoughts.
I was lost in thought, but I was sure to watch my steps. The silly she-wolf just wanted to bump into me.
"Hey, little miss outspoken or whatever you feel… In fact, get the fuck off," I said, slamming Lena out of my way.
Today was already hectic; Lena wasn't going to steal the little remains of my peace.
"Excuse me?" Lena gasped, stumbling back as my shoulder sent her sideways into the lockers.
