Three fucking days of silence!
No test results, nothing from my dad, the police, the media- just the same monotonous grind of school. I hated to admit it, but I was actually bored.
Really bored.
My mind wandered endlessly, trying to imagine the possibilities for what could happen next. But no, nothing. No updates, no action, just me stuck in this mundane loop of school and home.
And then the voice over the intercom broke through my thoughts.
"Melody Grace to the Dean's office. Now, please."
Fuck, I hadn't even been fighting lately.
Well it doesn't have to be bad.
Maybe I had improved more than anyone else at this school and they want to ask my methods. I grabbed my bag and walked out of class as quickly as I could. The hallways felt unusually quiet as I made my way to the office.
***
"Go right in," the receptionist said, barely sparing me a glance as she typed away at her computer.
