Innermost

"This is so ridiculously boring," he said while absent-mindedly twirling a lock of his hair around a finger. He was clearly talking to me.

"Did I ask?" I growled. "No, no I didn't. So please keep your thoughts to yourself."

Our psychology teacher, Mrs. Neumann, then called out my name. "Ms. Montgomery," she said. "When I'm talking, all of you are expected to listen. Class has started."

I swallowed my pride and nodded nervously. In the desk adjacent to mine, Logan was attempting to stifle a laugh.

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Have you ever wondered about what drives people to carry out the taboo acts they're capable of?

Little did she know, Mallory was about to find out.