I slammed my back against the cold brick wall. I could hear the light sound of her boots as she walked over to the wall. She peeked around the wall, then started to head back to her discussion. All of a sudden, she ran over to where I had been hiding.
"One word about this, and you're next. One word."
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Mia Goning. The name would make anyone at Weser Academy shiver. Especially me. Mia had had something hanging over my head since fifth grade. And after I overheard her, she was ready to spill if I said one word. That was all it took. One word.