Tessa’s POV
I hadn’t seen Joseph for the rest of the morning. It’s to be assumed he was probably getting yelled at in the principal's office. A knot had formed in the pit of my stomach thinking about Joseph.
I hoped he wasn’t in too much trouble. I hoped that some of our words had gotten through to them, and they didn’t fire him.
But what if he did get fired?
I didn’t even want to bear the thought of that. I would have to attend that normal writing class and that was not something I wanted to do.
I found it difficult to concentrate in class, but I wasn’t the only one. Most students, and even the faculty, were drones of themselves.
Morgan was liked by most of her peers and teachers, so the pure thought of her no longer being here didn’t sit right with any of us. All our hearts were he
