I and Christine stood there like that for what looked like an hour but was merely five minutes. The short bell had gone by indicating that we were going to be late for the next class. But none of us wanted to give in first and risk being exploited, or at least I didn't. And the reason was simple, because Christine was a double standard witch.
This was why I didn't want to get into any fights. I tried to avoid drama as much as possible but in case I had to, I wouldn't be hold back anything to protect myself. My survival instincts always came alive in such situations.
I felt a familiar presence behind me making the hair on my neck stand up and pleasurable tingles jolt down my spine. Christine was dazed by staring behind me as I felt another warm hand go through my hair trying to loosen Chr
