Mysteries of Riverwood

Chapter 47 :- The Next Course

Sensing the urgency in Alex's plea, Ava seemed to awaken from her trance, her grip around Emma's throat loosening as she released her hold. With a gasp, Emma crumpled to the floor, her body wracked with violent coughs as she struggled to catch her breath.

Kimmy knelt beside Emma, offering comfort and reassurance in the midst of the chaos.

"Are you okay, Emma?" she asked, her words a gentle reminder of the bond that still existed between them.

But as Emma coughed and sputtered, her throat raw and bruised, the weight of her actions began to weigh heavily upon her.

Leo extended his hand to help Emma to her feet, his eyes filled with compassion.

"Can you stand up?" he asked, his tone gentle yet firm, a beacon of stability in the midst of the storm.

Meanwhile, Lucy, consumed by anger and grief, lashed out at Ava, her voice trembling with emotion as she shoved her with all her might.

"You could have killed her! What the hell is wrong with you?" she cried.

Andy, his expression torn between loyalty and disbelief, moved to intervene, his voice a plea for calm in the face of chaos.

"Lucy, don't," he urged, his eyes pleading for understanding as he attempted to diffuse the volatile situation.

But as Ava looked around, panic mounting in her chest, she felt the weight of the stares and whispers pressing down upon her like a suffocating blanket, her heart heavy with the realization of the chaos she had unleashed.

Did you see that?

I told you! I saw her doing weird magic at the party!

She is a complete freak, we should avoid her.

Ava's head fell forward, her fists clenching at her sides as a curtain of swaying hair veiled her face. Behind the veil, she muttered something, her words lost in the chaos of the hallway.

But then, with a sudden surge of fury, Ava's demeanor shifted. With determined stomps echoing down the hall, she wiped furious tears from her eyes, her resolve palpable in every step.

Alex, compelled by concern, moved to follow her, but his path was intercepted by the stern figure of Mrs. Marsh, her presence commanding attention as she rounded the corner.

"What is going on out here?!" Miss Marsh's voice boomed, cutting through the tumult like a thunderclap.

Leo stepped forward, he explained, "There was a fight, Professor Marsh."

Emma, her own voice tinged with frustration, added, "Professor, you missed everything."

Mrs. Marsh's brow furrowed in displeasure as she addressed the unruly students before her.

"And you are supposed to be in class, so what are you doing here?" she demanded, her tone laced with authority.

Turning her attention to Ava, who stood defiantly at the edge of the crowd, Professor Marsh leveled a stern gaze upon her.

"And Miss Gonzalez, where do you think you are going?" she inquired.

Ava's response was curt, her anger palpable as she declared, "Anywhere but here."

Without a backward glance, she raised a defiant middle finger before storming out of the front doors, leaving a wave of awed whispers in her wake.

As the chaotic scene unfolded in the hallway, Mrs. Marsh's gaze fell upon Dwayne, who lay sprawled on the ground, his labored breaths echoing through the tense air. Reacting swiftly, she stepped forward, her authoritative voice cutting through the clamor.