The sharp "clack-clack-clack" of high heels echoed down the hallway.
The three boys and three girls instantly perked up like they'd just seen their savior. As soon as the female teacher walked in, they burst out crying, "Teacher, help us!"
Seeing the three guys slumped on the floor and the three girls fiercely slapping themselves, the teacher's brows knitted tightly. "What's going on here? Bullying?"
Molly immediately stood up, acting like a model student. "Teacher, there's just been a misunderstanding. My sister didn't hit them on purpose."
Really? Could she sound any more suspicious?
It sounded like she was defending Megan, but what she actually did was outright say Megan hit someone.
Megan casually lifted her foot off the chest of the bleached-blond guy and shrugged.
