Michael Reese.
“Hello everyone. My name is Ryder Martin, I’ll be your teacher for a few days until Mr. Davis comes back.”
I walked in the right moment as some stranger started introducing himself. Realizing that Hayden didn’t show up, my blood turned cold, wondering if he left to meet his friend.
That must be the case. This means I missed my chance to follow him.
“Come in and take a seat.”
I glared at the familiar face of the sub-teacher, debating if I should just bail and try to find out where Hayden went.
“You must be Michael Reese,” he said, flashing a grin. “I heard so much about you.”
I studied him, finding it weird that someone of his caliber is free to take on a teaching position. If I wasn’t certain that I successfully compelled Hayden to forget about what took place at the
