Kalen frowns, appearing to be deep in thought. He goes to speak before closing his mouth. A dark expression crosses his features. “She was trying to run again!” Tobias tells him and Kalen looks over at him and then down at me. I go to tell him I wasn’t when he turns on his heel and walks off before I can.
My stomach sinks, wondering why his attitude suddenly switched. Surely, he doesn’t believe what Darius said, but then again, I don’t know any of them well enough to judge their behavior.
A kick to my leg pulls my gaze away from a retreating Kalen. I hiss at the sudden pain radiating up my leg.
“Get up, and get to your next class!” Darius spits. The look of pure hatred on his face makes me cringe away. My eyeballs pulsate in my head, along with the pounding headache, and all I want is
