POV: Zayla
I left lunch early from the cheer snobs. I was also getting annoyed with Courtney and Cassie's thoughts. Sometimes this mind-reading ability I have can really get on my nerves. I can block it out and I try to most of the time. However, blocking it out takes a lot of effort. It can be draining denying my powers. They don't like to be pushed down.
My next class after lunch is science. I'm not a fan of science. I would have to say it's my least favorite subject. I understand it all and have an A in the class. I just don't like it but we all have to do things we don't like. "Hey, pretty why aren't you in Lunch?" I smile hearing Damon behind me.
"I couldn't take all the thoughts in there so I left," I tell him. He looks concerned. "Oh, you wanted quiet. Ok, I will leave you to it.
