The cool breeze brushed against her face as she stepped out of the car. The Alpha Academy did not look the same anymore. Everything felt strange. Heavy. Even the air around her made her uneasy.
The moment her feet touched the ground, she noticed the stares.
Students stood around in groups, watching her closely as if they had been waiting for her arrival. Angela's heart skipped hard against her chest. Why were they looking at her like that? Did they finally suspect the truth? Did they know she was not really a boy?
Her throat tightened.
Quickly, she pulled out her phone from the pocket of her baggy trousers and stared at her reflection on the screen. Nothing looked wrong. Her wig still sat perfectly on her head, hiding every trace of the girl beneath it. To everyone here, she still looked like Angel, the quiet boy they knew last term.
So why did their eyes follow her everywhere?
"Welcome back!"
