After the visit with the director, something was spinning in my head and in Sam's as well. Victoria had spoken to the director to resolve our conflict. As the naive 16-year-old that I was, I thought that Victoria was a very sweet and good girl, that she only wanted the best for her monster friend. But Sam, who knew her much better, immediately noticed that there was more than just kindness in her actions and wanted to do something about it. That day I opened my locker and a note fell gently into my hands.
~My house at 5. S~
- Who is it? -asked Andy as he was reading over my shoulder.
"It's rude to read over other people's shoulders," I said, evading the question.
- So you're not going to tell me?
"It's Samanta Cinnamon," I answered.
- Samantha Cinnamon? -He asked, very surprised. "Th
