When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Frankie: As if embarrassing myself in the hall wasn't enough, the icy eyes I couldn't stop thinking about were watching me walk toward and sit beside him. I was ready to walk out when I sat next to Kaos Hale. The ache in my chest, a burning pull. It was raging, knowing they didn't remember me. Why? I have no idea. But it was, and as I followed everyone else's lead, doing as they did, moving as they moved, I wanted to reach out to Kaos but would not dare. I won't be embarrassed again, not by them... not by anyone. "Class, we have a new student. Please stand up, Francesca." Some girls to my right were snickering while I stood. Everyone in the room had their eyes on me. I was uncomfortable but acted confident and dry; I didn't want to seem approachable. I didn't want to be their frien