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If there is one thing in this world that I hate more than mornings, it's morning meetings. Nothing screams 'I'm 2 seconds from ending it all' like meeting around a big table with your twin brother and a bunch of adults while they discuss budgets at 8 o'clock in the morning.
"There is one last thing I'd like to address about this wave of villain kids." Fairy Godmother mutters carefully, her eyes flickering to me for a split second.
"Sure," Ben nods, "what's up?"
"Harry Hook and Hannah of the Southern Isles." Fairy Godmother speaks, now avoiding eye contact with me.
"I'm handling that- wait. Hannah?" I begin before cutting myself off. I knew Harry was struggling but he never mentioned Hannah. He probably didn't even know, stop assuming things.
"Yes, I've had a few complaints about those two cutting class together. We're not sure what goes on, but the two of them are often absent during the same class periods. We have no choice but to assume the worst and I reccommend bringing them in for questioning." A security guard who I've rarely seen around campus states, glancing around the room. "They could be planning something."
Okay, maybe you could assume a little.
"No." I immediately jump in, shaking my head. "Harry wouldn't do anything like that- like what you're implying."
Ben sighs, placing a comforting hand over mine, "Bev-"
"No, listen- I know I'm biased, but there's no way Harry would be involved in anything like that. I know he's struggling with his classes but he hasn't been here long enough to get used to things. The other villain kids had trouble adjusting too but look at where we are now! You have every right to be wary, but don't sit here and imply that my boyfr- Harry is some kind of bad person." I erupt, slamming both hands on the table and pushing myself up out of my seat. The sound of the chair legs screeching off the floor echoes through the room as everyone stares at me with bewilderment in their eyes.
"Young lady, need I remind you that the first wave of villain kids tried to steal Fairy Godmother's wand and bring down the barrier?" The security guard snaps, fire in his eyes as he glares at me.
"What's your name?" I question calmly.
"Thomas Evans." The man replies, a confused expression settling on his face.
"Well Thomas Evans, you're fired." I state firmly, slinging my backpack over my shoulder and storming toward the door. I grab the handle, before turning back to my peers, "Oh, and as for Hannah- I've never gotten to know her, but I'm sure she's just as lovely as Mal and Evie."
Liar. You hate her.
With that I exit the room, slamming the door on my way out. My heart races as I sneak my way into the school, trying my best to blend in with the other students.
