With a nod, our fearless leader got right down to the morning announcements. 'Good morning, Headmaster Cromwell,' we dutifully recited. 'Good morning, faculty and students of Easton Academy!' Headmaster Cromwell announced, taking his spot behind the podium. I had been the subject of whispers and stares ever since the night of the fund-raiser. Either that or they were still obsessing over the Reed-and-Dash-seminude show they had all gotten to see. I supposed the news of my expulsion from Billings hadn't completely made the rounds yet. A few other juniors filled in the seats to my right, all eyeing me with curiosity, wondering why I was in their row. Just.face forward.'Ĭonstance and Sabine turned their backs to me reluctantly and I slumped against the hard pew. 'You don't want to get on her bad side right now. 'No, you guys, Missy's right,' I said, as much as it pained me to agree with her. 'I don't care what Noelle thinks,' Sabine said defiantly. 'Noelle will eat you alive for talking to her.' 'You guys better quit it,' Missy hissed to my friends while Âglancing at me. Meanwhile, Missy shot me a death glare as she, Lorna, Astrid, and Kiki filed in next to Sabine. 'It was so odd, sleeping in that room alone.'Ī lump of sorrow filled my throat, nearly choking me. 'I missed you,' Sabine added as she joined Constance. 'But the room itself is kind of dark and depressing.' I knew she wouldn't like the idea of Constance fraternizing with the enemy. I could practically feel Noelle watching us from a few rows back. 'Fine,' I lied, the back of my neck flushed with heat. 'How was your first night in your new room?' she asked, trying to sound all positive and upbeat. 'Hi, Reed,' Constance whispered as she slid into the pew in front of mine. Instead, I took the one two rows back and tried to hold my head high. I was soon bustled right down the center aisle to the junior section, where I was about to sit in my usual pew - until I realized it was a Billings pew. When I heard that one, my head whipped around, but I couldn't tell who had said it. 'Are they going to interrogate everyone? I didn't even know the girl.' '.police are taking over Dean Marcus's old office.' And if they hadn't, the two uniformed cops stationed near the doors of the chapel certainly set an eerie tone. Apparently everyone had heard about the murder investigation at breakfast. The vibe in the air was hushed, paranoid. I finally headed out in time to make it to morning services at the Âchapel, where I sneaked in at the back of the crowd.

All I could do was hope that she would have an unguarded moment and read the message, and that my words might start to melt the ice wall she had put up between us.

I skipped breakfast, spending the hour calming my nerves, adding to my list of evidence against Ivy, and sending Noelle an e-mail apologizing once again for what I had done.

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