Violet knew it was not the flu. Unless it was a type of flu that caused truth-telling. Because that was what was making everyone feel so off. It was harder and harder to push through the dullness and get stuff done. The VIP Gold had not been in class all week and Violet had not even seen Carl Johnson lurking around since she had spoken to Ryan, so she could not get any answers there.
That was why she was really surprised to find Blake Evans at her first Cooking and Craft club meeting.
The club was held in a disused wing of the main school building. They gathered at one end of a long room, which was divided into rows of small kitchens, filled with state-of-the-art ovens and appliances. Violet sat in the dining area, at a long table, with fancy candle holders and napkins folded into
