Blythe
Going into school the next day was hard. I felt sick, psychically and mentally. Pushing past people I could feel people looking at me and turned. Clary looked at me and then slowly came over with her friends from the pack, "Hi B." I looked at her, "Hey." I grabbed my math book and started to class.
Clary fell into step with me, "We heard about everything with Bianca. All the packs are helping Duncan look for her, they're trying to convince her to let you go of this." I looked at her dryly remembering Duncan in the gym wailing on the punching bag. "Yeah well fingers crossed." Seeing Clary's face I sighed, "What?" She was gnawing her bottom lip and her eyes kept jumping from me to her friends. That was her, 'I shouldn't say this, but they want me to' look. "Look people talk and eve
