Lana's POV
Class was dismissed but I wanted to get back to my apartment as soon as possible. I didn't even write anything down in my notebook. I packed up my things and then I got up as the other students walked out of the class. Cynthia was packing up her things. I slung my satchel over my shoulder.
As I walked down the steps, Professor Stringer was by Arden's desk again, but he was busy packing up his things too. He looked at her and then to me, he was expressionless. I didn't like the fact that she was showing up more in his classroom, and what I had heard earlier about them, didn't help. I walked out of the class as Cynthia trailed behind me.
"Look, Lana. I'm sorry," Cynthia said as she walked in step with me.
"I forgave you a long time ago," I replied, but I just didn't have ti
