Skanda Bharti's POV
'Eleanor, so much even as hint at giving me any advice or whatnot, and I will scream bloody murder and probably kill someone. I am so f*****g done with this school drama. What else does that dirty raccoon want from us? Ain't the classroom torture enough?' I snap at the grinning woman who is walking a couple of steps away from me, but her tall body is enough to overshadow my dwarf one.
My flip-flops slap the hard concrete in an aggravated way as we descend the front steps of the school. Jeezus. Even my footwear is reflecting my sucked-up mood. Yet it ain't enough for the woman. She keeps dragging me, giving a deaf ear to my whine and cry as a Momma does to a kid throwing a tantrum in Walmart over a toy that isn't worth the price.
Great!
I hear Eleanor sigh beside m
