Chapter 26
Vanya
My pencil scratched across the paper with a rhythm so fierce you'd think I was solving world peace and not just summarizing a lesson about pack diplomacy. For once, I was determined to pay attention, to blend in, to be Vaughn. No drama. No suspicion. Just notes and peace.
Which lasted for… what? A glorious twenty seconds?
Until someone slid beside me and plopped into the chair with the grace of a falling boulder.
Justin.
Because of course.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw him lean back like he owned the whole damn classroom. His leg bounced. He sighed dramatically. And when I still didn’t look at him, he did the unthinkable.
He stared.
Hard.
I sighed and turned to face him, only to find him grinning like a five-year-old who’d just discovered sugar.
He wiggled
