Chapter Seven
“I’m not your Luna”
Amira POV
“You jerk! I can flipping walk!” I tell Damon, but he ignores me and keeps walking until we’re at our lockers. The twins follow behind, smirking at me. When he finally sets me down I fumble with the dial lock before managing to wrangle my locker open, and grab my backpack out of it.
I managed to stuff it in there right before the silly prank I attempted to play, that got a bit out of hand. Truly, I didn’t mean to make that much water. I still haven’t mastered my power over the elements, which means slip ups while practicing are commonplace.
“We’re still getting you back for that later,” Derick warns.
“Whatever you need to tell yourself, sweetie” I say, pinching his cheek. He swats away my hand and I turn on my heel to get to my first perio
