Chapter 10

• MILLICENT
• The milk bottle was still in her hand as she glared at me like she was about to rip my head off my neck. Oh well, it doesn't hurt to dream.
• The students gathered were even more now. Probably every single student in the school at this point. There were literally students hanging off lockers, peeking around corners, whispering into each other’s ears and pretending to be busy with their phones even though they were just waiting to see what would happen next.