MEL
The great thing about my second block – we got to pick our seats. What I hadn’t factored in? Delilah had already saved me a seat next to her and behind Meg.
By the time I got to class, almost no more seats were available. Knowing I wouldn’t be able to escape her, I took the seat she had saved. Meg turned and started talking immediately.
“So, slumber party. Are we doing this at the packhouse?” she immediately jumped in. “My parents aren’t going out of the pack for a few weeks still, so my mom would be breathing down our necks at my house.”
“Yea. We’ll have so much space, and I know Mel’s dads will be cool with her staying there,” Delilah jumped in. I looked around for our teacher, wondering why she hadn’t begun class.
“Oooh. Think your aunt will make those cookie-brownie things
