Cleo
We were sitting in Biology and our teacher had been going on and on about cells and DNA for the better part of half an hour. I was trying to focus on what he was saying, however, my mind kept drifting back to the training session earlier this morning. I wished I knew what Asher’s problem was. He hated me so much, yet, I had never done anything to be deserving of his hatred. It made no sense to me.
An elbow in my already aching ribs dragged me from my thoughts, “What the f**k?” I demanded, glaring at Ava.
Ava was looking at me, she had a serios expression on her face and her lips were pursed in a way that showed she was in a lot of discomfort. She nervously pointed towards the front of the classroom.
“Earth to Cleo. Cleo? Are you with us over there?” the teacher demanded, drawing
