Chapter 25 Competition

• Rushing to the corner room, we came across a vexed Jaz. On noticing me, her jaw tensed. "This is my room! Take your filthy cloth out of here," she yelled.
• I glanced down on the floor where my hoodie rested now. A sense of heat rushed through my veins, burning everywhere they touched. I wished I could channel it straight to her face. Instead, inhaling deep and exhaling off my anger, I stepped forward and bent down to get it when another hand grabbed it from behind. I straightened up to see Mr Kingston glaring at his sister.
• "What is this behavior with a guest?" he gritted out to her in a low intimidating voice that would send anyone running with their tail in-between their legs.