Chapter 22

• I curled up on my bed, with legs tangled in a fuzzy pink blanket. My laptop sat open on my crossed legs, and Tessa’s face filled the screen.
• “So,” she said, smirking, “have you decided what to do about The Hive yet, or are you going to let it slide? Please let it slide. Please, please, please!” she begged.
• I snorted. “No way Tee! I can’t keep ignoring them, not after what they did to me today. I do have a plan.” I announced.